Been workin on the house daily. Things are coming along. We can more easily see outside now that the windows are clean. I have spent countless hours cleaning up after people who have no concept of proper painting techniques. Guess it is easier to just paint the glass while painting the sill so as not to be bothered with actually being able to open the window or see out it when done.
I painted the dining room and the adjoining kitchen wall. I have been trying to describe the color. It is called Windswept Heather which does nothing to help with the visual. Today I decided that if pepto bismol came in grape, it might be this color. Funny because I went looking to get a nice creamy yellow color and came home with grape pepto. Go figure.
I need to finish all the tasks I have started so I can take some more pictures. Bri asked for more again last night. I know he is as anxious to get here as I am for him to get here. Maybe the pictures help him feel closer. I feel a tad alienated from the world at the moment. We haven't been doing anything outside the yard due to finances and wanting to wait on our exploring until we can do it as a family. It is odd not knowing anyone close. Every time I go out driving its a new road, new destination. Although I can successfully find the dump without the use of Gypsy now. Thats because I visit there almost as much as I do the laundromat.
I've been looking for a job. I hit all the typical places. The marts and the depots. It takes time and as of yet , no bites. It's tough because if i do get a job now, I will be taking it for 1 month until my real job starts. I hate that idea, but need the money more then I hate the idea.
Seven days until I get to pick up Peanut. I can't wait. I miss her and I miss the silly craziness she adds to the dynamic. I think I am most anxious because she is as excited to get here as I am to get her here. It has been a long time coming to get her "home" She had to venture out on her own to see what the world was about before she could see where she needs to be. Despite how much we wanted to save her the hurt, she had to get there on her own.
I am trying to remind myself that it doesn't matter so much how we get there, just so long as in the end we get where we need to be.
I painted the dining room and the adjoining kitchen wall. I have been trying to describe the color. It is called Windswept Heather which does nothing to help with the visual. Today I decided that if pepto bismol came in grape, it might be this color. Funny because I went looking to get a nice creamy yellow color and came home with grape pepto. Go figure.
I need to finish all the tasks I have started so I can take some more pictures. Bri asked for more again last night. I know he is as anxious to get here as I am for him to get here. Maybe the pictures help him feel closer. I feel a tad alienated from the world at the moment. We haven't been doing anything outside the yard due to finances and wanting to wait on our exploring until we can do it as a family. It is odd not knowing anyone close. Every time I go out driving its a new road, new destination. Although I can successfully find the dump without the use of Gypsy now. Thats because I visit there almost as much as I do the laundromat.
I've been looking for a job. I hit all the typical places. The marts and the depots. It takes time and as of yet , no bites. It's tough because if i do get a job now, I will be taking it for 1 month until my real job starts. I hate that idea, but need the money more then I hate the idea.
Seven days until I get to pick up Peanut. I can't wait. I miss her and I miss the silly craziness she adds to the dynamic. I think I am most anxious because she is as excited to get here as I am to get her here. It has been a long time coming to get her "home" She had to venture out on her own to see what the world was about before she could see where she needs to be. Despite how much we wanted to save her the hurt, she had to get there on her own.
I am trying to remind myself that it doesn't matter so much how we get there, just so long as in the end we get where we need to be.
You are correct sis. The road isn't always direct. Sometimes it's the scenery that makes the journey one to remember.
ReplyDeleteOhhh look, I was almost philosophical. Wheeee.
I miss you. When is hub making the jump? He has to be going insane by now.