dancerjodi (
dancerjodi) wrote2002-08-12 09:29 am
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Random musings on a Monday morning
Each morning I wake up with swollen, stiff hands and feet. I don't think its so much a result of the heat or humidity this summer as the constant pushing of my body to work around the house. A couple more weeks and we can relax. A couple more weeks . . .
We're about 99% done with the dining room and living room now (pictures will be up later today once B gets them off of his camera, tweaks them and uploads them). I did break down and buy one of those fireplace candleholders and we lit it last night while lounging on our comfy new couches in our comfy new living room. The dripped wax on the fireplace floor makes the place look lived in. I think I could have stayed on that couch laying back on the hubby-pooh forever.
What's left to complete aside from odds and ends scattered throughout the house? The two bathrooms, the upstairs and downstairs hallways and B's computer room. I'm so proud of him for being so strong with the whole thing; he wanted to save that one for last since he knew he wouldn't work on other things if he had a computer room with 11 ethernet jacks to hide in.
I'm looking forward to sitting on my butt in the living room doing homework - or laying around the house in my pajamas drinking french vanilla coffee and reading the paper - or going out for the day flea marketing, farmer's marketing or window shopping in Salem. Or getting to the beach. Or taking that day trip to the White Mountains that we keep saying we're going to do since we haven't been able to vacation there this year.
I want my life back. Soon young grasshopper, soon.
We're about 99% done with the dining room and living room now (pictures will be up later today once B gets them off of his camera, tweaks them and uploads them). I did break down and buy one of those fireplace candleholders and we lit it last night while lounging on our comfy new couches in our comfy new living room. The dripped wax on the fireplace floor makes the place look lived in. I think I could have stayed on that couch laying back on the hubby-pooh forever.
What's left to complete aside from odds and ends scattered throughout the house? The two bathrooms, the upstairs and downstairs hallways and B's computer room. I'm so proud of him for being so strong with the whole thing; he wanted to save that one for last since he knew he wouldn't work on other things if he had a computer room with 11 ethernet jacks to hide in.
I'm looking forward to sitting on my butt in the living room doing homework - or laying around the house in my pajamas drinking french vanilla coffee and reading the paper - or going out for the day flea marketing, farmer's marketing or window shopping in Salem. Or getting to the beach. Or taking that day trip to the White Mountains that we keep saying we're going to do since we haven't been able to vacation there this year.
I want my life back. Soon young grasshopper, soon.
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