Oh my... Bwah, just life in general. Wow. Never boring, never dull, and never enough time. But, hey, I couldn't imagine it any different.
Last month there was some drama that I am still not sure how I feel about my involvement. I feel a bit played, but that's my own fault because of my nature. Someday I will get it... No, no, not really. I will always be kind, caring, and see the best in people even if it's not really there.
I'd like to believe I ultimately dealt with the emotions and frustration I felt after said events in a healthy manner. I threw myself into tons of projects, did some pampering things for myself, and relished in the peace and serenity time spent with my spouse and child provide.
I took a couple days off the week of everything. With our four day weekend we accomplished so much. On Thursday we completed the demolition of the old deck in our backyard (the progression of this will be in my next post; I need to upload some photos from my camera) and rented a u-haul to load up all the lumber and take to my dad. I personally loaded every scrap of wood by myself... We are talking a roughly 20' x 20' deck with all its support framing. Collin was/is still recovering from a herniated disc last month so I had him ride herd on the little demon. By the time I was done I felt like I did after I completed my fist half marathon (and runs of equal distance); sore, exhausted, broken, and ravenously hungry. Collin warmed up our dinner (left overs from the night before) and kept me comfortable.
Speaking of the demon child; she was home from daycare that day after she woke up at 10:30pm expelling every molecule in her stomach. No fever or anything. The only culprit we believed sparked the Exorcism impression from her was a produce sticker. Specifically an apple label. There was still some apple skin attached to the sticker so I know it's not like she found the sticker and ate it... It was probably missed in the kitchen at daycare and my little monster was the unfortunate child that consumed it. She was fine and we were able to get her to relax enough by 1:30 am to go back to bed. Thursday morning she was fine but to be safe we kept her home. I had called and left an extremely polite message before we went to be after she went back down explaining that she wouldn't be there and why.
Friday we got coffee, took her to daycare and then took the u-haul to my dad and unloaded the lumber in record time (I had to get back home by 1pm so I could get ready for my doctor appointment at the fracture clinic). We went into town from my dad's and returned the u-haul (we had traded all the lumber with him for twenty two 12 x 12" paver stones), got some lunch at the best little deli ever (Deli 101), and then speed raced from the coast to home so I could change and get to my appointment.
The appointment went fabulously. My foot is all healed with some nice new bone having grown, and NO MORE BOOT!! The doctor asked me if there was anything in particular I was anxious to get back to doing and I told him running. He advised to stick to a brisk walk for a few more weeks but otherwise I am okay to return to normal activity.... Little does he know, with the boot, I never really stopped. That is my biggest weakness I believe, I have a hard time "taking it easy".
That Saturday I had a dentist appointment and we did some shopping, and I did some more grueling labor in the yard. I finished digging up the cement support blocks and picking up all the trash. I also pulled up all the plastic sheeting that was under about three inches of old mulch in the part of the yard not covered by the deck. I will be re-purposing it when I lay down the pavers. I began to rake the entire yard.
I honestly am not 100% sure what I did that Sunday other than laundry.
Last weekend I treated myself to my first ever pedicure accompanied by a really great friend. It was awesome and magical. It was wonderful getting to visit with my friend too; some much needed therapy. Afterwards, the flim flam and I went to Ikea and got some new dishes for the wee one and for us grown-ups. While there we began to entertain the idea of getting a new bed. Since the aforementioned herniated disc, Collin needs a more firm and supportive mattress. Our current bed is an eight year old pillow top and has seen me at my max weight... So it's a little worse for wear...
After much discussion and research on our part we decided yes, it is time to get a new bed.
This weekend was amazing and fun. We took our little angel to her first Easter egg hunt. She made out like a bandit. Two new stuffed animals (a dog and a pig), some fun plastic eggs, and another soccer ball. This one is green and pink. After the company party where said egg hunt was we went back to Ikea and spent about forty five minutes flopping around on beds. We found a winner, got a new comforter, and duvet cover. Paid for it all and then scheduled delivery and haul away. The lame part of it? We are two miles more from Ikea than we were at our last place. Two miles. But, that is apparently Out of the Area. And, even more fun, they only deliver to our area on Thursdays, and they are booked this next week. So no new bed until the 16th. Oh, well, I know it could be worse. We could be getting no new bed at all. Such is life.
Today, we went to Lowe's and priced out all that we need to update the fixtures in our master bath and all the paint we need to pain various accent walls, the bathrooms, our room, and the little princess' room. After much deliberation, we have found the paint colors for all the areas needed. It will be another fun transformation to share with you.
I'm sure there is some I have skipped over, but I'll blame the fact my new glasses aren't here yet because surely that effects my ability to type as is obvious by the length of this post.
Yea, we'll go with that.
Tomorrow night or Tuesday, we'll go over the progress of our backyard transformation.
I promise.
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