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T minus 14 hours

Thats right only 14 hours until B gets home. I was thinking that I have been waiting 2 weeks for this day. But the reality is, I have been waiting closer to 2 years. It has been that long since our brilliant, beautiful and rationally thinking kid has been home. I am so so excited, I can barely contain myself.

I have been trying to button up some of my projects. I finally got the family eating space done. Complete with grape pepto wall paint. The pictures do not portray the color the same as the naked eye, but close enough to get the general idea. I am happy to have one more room done and ready to be lived in.

I am guessing that the rest of the week we will be focused on B's room. Getting her unpacked and settled. We are painting her room as well. The walls are currently light pink. I am excited to have her help because her room has 4 full walls that will need painting. The dining room was basically 1 full wall and 2 half walls. Two of us will be able to kick it out rather quickly.


 


DK has finally got a soccer team. He starts training this weekend. He is going to play up to the U16 boys Challenge team. In Florida standards, it would be an "A" team. He fits fairly well with the boys on the team. In the middle as far as size goes. He is still nursing the sore hip. Going to push him a bit this week to get out and work it some before Friday nights training. We shall see how it goes.

One more piece of the puzzle falls into place. Just can't wait to get my man here!! I think it is wearing on both of us, this seperation thing. I don't like it!!
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