I guess I was productive yesterday...so productive that I didn't even get on the computer to make a post.
I cracked open the paint cans first thing yesterday morning. I painted until around 11:30. This is taking forever because of all the edging around cupboards, ceiling, window, doorway, countertops, pulling out the washer and dryer, etc. Not only am I a pokey painter, I'm a picky, pokey painter.
At 11:30, I jumped in the shower, ran over to pay my water bill, then drove out to Auburn to pick up a St. Francis statue do drop off at the funeral home. I was home an hour later, back in my paint clothes and worked until it was time to pick up the boys. So many interruptions. If I had to wait for an entire day free, I'd never get anything accomplished. So this is my life interrupted. No wonder I have such random thoughts.
I was fearful that Pat was going to get stranded in Texas another day with the American Airlines wiring problems and all the flight cancellations. I guess they ended switching flights through another airline and he made it home safely last night. It's so nice to have him back home.
So... I'm trying to get life back to a state of normalcy around here. I'm tired of having my ironing board in the kitchen and bins of laundry room stuff in my bedroom. I swear I can still see spots of primer through the coats of paint. Gee, I hope I have enough paint... I'm hoping to finish it up this afternoon. After the funeral, the luncheon, my 2:00 haircut appointment, and picking up my boys up from school at 3:00. Then I'll paint. (taking a break of course to whip up some dinner.) *mental note to go pull something out of the freezer.
Ya gotta love my life.
I cracked open the paint cans first thing yesterday morning. I painted until around 11:30. This is taking forever because of all the edging around cupboards, ceiling, window, doorway, countertops, pulling out the washer and dryer, etc. Not only am I a pokey painter, I'm a picky, pokey painter.
At 11:30, I jumped in the shower, ran over to pay my water bill, then drove out to Auburn to pick up a St. Francis statue do drop off at the funeral home. I was home an hour later, back in my paint clothes and worked until it was time to pick up the boys. So many interruptions. If I had to wait for an entire day free, I'd never get anything accomplished. So this is my life interrupted. No wonder I have such random thoughts.
I was fearful that Pat was going to get stranded in Texas another day with the American Airlines wiring problems and all the flight cancellations. I guess they ended switching flights through another airline and he made it home safely last night. It's so nice to have him back home.
So... I'm trying to get life back to a state of normalcy around here. I'm tired of having my ironing board in the kitchen and bins of laundry room stuff in my bedroom. I swear I can still see spots of primer through the coats of paint. Gee, I hope I have enough paint... I'm hoping to finish it up this afternoon. After the funeral, the luncheon, my 2:00 haircut appointment, and picking up my boys up from school at 3:00. Then I'll paint. (taking a break of course to whip up some dinner.) *mental note to go pull something out of the freezer.
Ya gotta love my life.
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