I’m here to tell you something.
When I wake up in the middle of the night to loud-ish whispers of…
“mom…mom…mooooom!”
(and yes, the sweet girl did that for what she said was “about five minutes” before I finally heard her and woke up…my mom radar is getting rusty.)
It’s never followed by anything good.
Ever.
That is all.
It was probably more like “A” minute instead of five, but whatever.
OK…NOW that is all.
Really. : )
ps..she’s not sick or anything...just a bug in her room.
Strawberry frosting?
Not quite!
Working on the walls in the garage of our really old house so I can make them pretty again. Don’t worry..it dries white.
I don’t want to think about what’s going to happen to this little cutie…
…and her new little pal on the other wall…
I need to think of something temporary to put in their places. : )
We went to Home Depot over the weekend to buy some stuff to start making a few repairs to the house before it goes on the market. I’m excited. And I’m not.
I’m excited about the thought of a new neighborhood. (you have no idea) I’m excited about figuring out where all our stuff goes and the colors on the walls, rugs etc.
We found a house I love (hubs doesn’t even bother to go see them until I give the go ahead..he still hasn’t seen any), but it had a pool. *Not gonna happen. But this house was just perfect. Not too big, not too small. And pretty much a blank canvas. I think there were only two things hanging on the walls in the whole house. Great layout etc. I’ve been mentally decorating that house even though it’s a firm no-go.
And because of this, the reality of not living in this house is setting in.
After Bub slipped away, we had to decide whether we were going to live in ‘this’ house or buy another. We looked but couldn’t settle on anything. And the bottom line was that we just weren’t ready to part with it. It held lots of memories…some happy and some very very sad..but all fresh. And we just weren’t ready to let go.
So we remodeled and stayed. And I could tuck those memories safely away and not really think about the idea of not being able to ‘see’ them while walking around my house. And now I’m faced with this (hopefully) fact that we will leave here sometime (hopefully) soon and never come back. Never walk down the hallway. Never scrub the kids’ tub. Never put clothes in these closets. And it’s hitting me a little bit.
But I told hubs this morning that I’m kind of looking forward to being in our home office and it not being the room in which Bub breathed his last. I don’t think about that every time I’m in there…if I did, it would be bad. But I do think it. Sometimes. We do carry on normal lives in all the rooms of our house. But those thoughts are there…mostly untouched.
Until now.
I’m learning that I’ll need to work through some more grief to let go and move on.
*I told my realtor the other day that if the perfect house can come along with a pool, then another perfect one can come along without one. : )
We had lunch at Pei Wei today.
We got three fortune cookies. This was one of them.
Very interesting.
*fingers crossed*
(not that I believe in fortune cookies or crossed fingers for that matter. I just thought it was cool.)
I hope it doesn’t take a year!
But I do hope it’s wonderful! : )
There seems to be a lot of irons in the fire these days. And then throw in a “might” thing, and I’ve just been hopping.
First of all, Friday was crazy. By noon I had a blog post written in my head about how nutty the day had been. But it only went downhill from there and by the end of the day I didn’t even want to think about it, much less write about it. I was just glad it was over.
I was doing a lot of washing so the girl could go to Disciple Now weekend at church. In true Texas style, we knew the weather was fluctuating and she wasn’t sure what she wanted to wear.
And the cat was acting funny. It’s never good when you get a text while you’re at the grocery store telling you that the cat has been doing Toby’s new trick all over the house. Things can only go down hill from there.
But I got the house cleaned up, killed a bug and got the cat to the vet. She needed some assistance, shall we say. They kept her for a while and then I went to pick her up. She had a little bit of litter on her tail and I thought I’d just wipe it off with a wet paper towel. Well..that would be my bad for assuming without taking stock in the situation.
She needed a bath. Just let that settle in, won’t you. The CAT needed a bath.
I didn’t have any cat shampoo because cats usually take care of this sort of thing on their own. I had some cat wash stuff that you just put on a cloth and rub all over her, but that just wasn’t gonna cut it. So I sat her in some water in the sink. I thought I’d have less chance of losing her in the sink rather than with me hunched over the tub. I’m getting too old for that kinda stuff. She sat there with the offending end parts in the water while we splashed her and cleaned her paws with cat wash. We left her in the bathroom for quite some time hoping she would finish the job and get herself presentable. But I guess she was traumatized. She just sat there on a towel staring at the door.
Finally I let her out of the bathroom and she settled on her spot and got herself prettied up.
I am still giving her wet food with medicine mixed in. We’ve never given wet food. It smells. That is all I have to say about that. I’m still watching her intake and her box to see that she gets all straightened out.
And now for the “might”..we might sell our house. We have to find something we like first, and that is proving to be anything but easy. I’m picky. But I think everybody is. So I am trying to be patient. I’m not very good at it.
And I’m calling to get prices on a few fixes here. If we do sell, everything will be updated and pretty. And if we don’t sell, WE can enjoy the updates ourselves. This not what I call ‘the fun part’. The fun part is fixing up the new place and the old place selling easily. The selling part doesn’t always happen easily in this market. I’m a little skeert.
And I bought some cat shampoo.
Miss Boo is enjoying so many things this year about her new school experience.
One of those things is CHATTING with other school mates.
It’s not uncommon to walk past her room and notice the chat window open and hear that tell- tale chime that says something was sent or received.
I’m glad she loves to chat and is enjoying the friendships they’ve created online. So as an ode to her new “hobby”, hubs made this cute video for her. Enjoy! : )
I decided to give the ole
bloggy-poo a new do. I was getting
tired of the busy wallpaper.
I was wanting to make three columns
instead of two. And I just wanted to
spread out a little bit.
Tell me if I need to change anything.
Is anything too small or too bright or
just too ‘whatever’?
So it’s snowing. I think it started late last night and it’s still snowing late this morning. But at least it’s tapering off.
Let’s hear it for tapering off!
You can see bunny prints in the below pics. This first one was in my front yard. When I was taking the picture, I was noticing that the sidewalk is gone. And then when I looked at it later, I noticed the tracks.
Here’s a close up of some tracks. They were fresh and easy to see, but by the time I grabbed my camera, they’d been snowed on. Not quite as clear now. : (
There’s nature out there!
Snow days are fun. Don’t get me wrong. I love how pretty it is. I’ve enjoyed chatting way too much on Facebook. And seeing everybody’s pictures of this crazy weather.
But I am very ready for sunny skies and warmer weather.
And regular programming on tv.
We’re still iced in. It’s 13 degrees. And it’s supposed to snow tomorrow.
Yay. (not really)
Hubs went to work yesterday. Someone almost slid into him about a block from the house. And then the rest of his trip in was uneventful. It took him an hour and a half to get home last night. And then it took almost a dozen tries to get up the driveway.
I’m making a mental list of all the things I’d like him to pick up from the store on his way home from work tonight. It may get above freezing on SATURDAY.
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All of this snow and ice has made me remember some of the fun ice/snow stuff we’ve done through the years. One year we put Miss Boo in a laundry basket and let her slide down the driveway. She loved it until it fell over at the bottom. And then she didn’t want to do that anymore.
She cried.
We laughed.
Parents of the year.
We’ve been threatening to send her down the driveway again, what with all the ice we’ve got.
She remembers and doesn’t really want to do that. But she doesn’t fit in a laundry basket anymore, so she thinks she’s safe.
Ya know, she might fit in the recycle bin. : )
Remember when I said it sure was cold.
Well, I was only funnin’ then.
Because it’s REALLY cold now.
Like setting records.
We had rain, sleet, ice and snow within just a few hours. The schools are out today for the second day.
And today we are starting to have rolling power outages.
Yay.
I’ve already told the girl to hop in bed and cover up if the power goes off, because even though the power company says 15 minutes, it’s likely to be longer.
She and I are both sick with a sniffy, scratchy, viral something or other.
She’s a little bummed that “snow day” doesn’t have the same happy ring to it these days (since she does school online at home now).
But it’s too cold to go out or do anything anyway.
As in 14 degrees. And they were talking wind chills of 0 last night.
We left all the water dripping in the house last night and the cupboard door open under the sink since that’s an outside wall. So no problems there this morning.
But the water in the door of the frig isn’t working and I don’t know why.
I’m skeert.
