This week has been crazy. The termites? Yep, they’re all dead. Bwa ha ha HA! And since I was trapped in the house while men squirted toxic chemicals (snort), and Chance was at preschool, I decided to paint his room. Which totally kicked my ass! Really, I had no idea my arms were such wimpy, jelly-like noodles.
Chance’s room, however, is looking mighty cute. At least it will when I finish the last wall this weekend (damn that last wall!). His “big boy bed” is on order and should be coming soon. I’ll post pictures. And then one of you can graciously nominate that day as “Most Boring Stereotypical Mommy Post Ever”. (But I’ll still be proud. My big boy and a pain-inducing paint job! sniff)
Oh yeah, and then our heat went out… RIGHT after the termite guys left. (Yeah, I’m blaming them and their little drills.) Soooooo… the next morning attend a birthday party and then race back to the house for another service visit.
(I don’t do well without heat. Yes, I live in
Then today I ran around town with my brother picking up, setting up, and then replacing missing parts for his drum set, which he graciously lent me. You rock, kiddo!
However, I am at that point where even my butt hurts. You know that point? Just a little too much activity in too short of a time. I count driving as “active”, by the way. I get both stiff and sore in the car. But I do drive a clutch. What? There is such a thing as a stiff stick. (snicker)
(Man, I am such the junior high sophisticate tonight I amaze myself.)
Anyway, aren’t I supposed to be unemployed? Where the hell are my bon-bons?
- the weirdgirl