So...tired.
The days are so full lately. So full. When did this get so hard again? I mean, I thought having a baby was hard...and then we bought a house. And then things got really interesting.
What we are essentially trying to do is something akin to 'Home Makeover: Extreme Edition." We need to pick out flooring (all flooring -- tile, carpet, fire place coverings, etc), paint, lighting fixtures, plumbing, landscaping...what am I forgetting? I don't even know at this point. I'm stuck on paint.
Paint is a pretty big deal. We have huge ceilings, which means that if we screw up the color, I can't redo it on a weekend (unless Brian wants to buy me some scaffolding for an anniversary gift). And, with the thought of professional painters at really good prices (gotta love the recession!), I am willing to say paint it all...every room, all the trim, the doors (we have 31 doors, if you can imagine), even the ceiling. But then think about trying to find one universal color in the main rooms, compliments colors in each bedroom/bath, accent colors, and then an overall trim color that matches it all...well, I'm struggling. My mind is swirling with colors like 'tranquil,' 'knapweed,' 'star thistle,' 'lulled beige' and my personal favorite, 'clinical.' If I can't be clinical at work, why not at home?
So my days are literally brimming with home stuff all day long. And since I am officially the Nap Nazi, I am forced to live my life two hours at a time.
Today looked a little like this:
6am - 8am: Brian played with Scotty while I slept (I did wake up to feed him/change him, then promptly went back to bed.)
8am: Super porridge with mango. Playtime/Today Show viewing.
9am- 11am: Scotty napped while I took a shower, emailed, washed dishes, cleaned the house, etc.
11am: Hit the road! Stops at the flooring place to pick up samples (when did 20 inch tile get so heavy??) and Best Buy to buy a new phone.
12pm: Home. Lunch time, which was cottage cheese (yum!), spinach and bananas, and some mashed potatoes.
12:30pm: walk to the grocery store.
1pm: Scotty napped while I ate lunch, looked at paint colors, cleaned the house, planned for our 3pm outing
3pm: snack time! Yogurt with apple. Yum.
3:20pm: On the road again! Stopped by two friends houses (one to drop off dinner [she just had a baby] and the other because she just likes my chicken salad), stopped at our new house, dropped off the samples, moved the tile three times while looking at it with a critical eye, and chatted with a new neighbor. This particular neighbor was doing yard work (hooray! Neighbors who care about the way their house looks!) and was very friendly
4:30pm: Off to Sears to buy a washer/dryer.
5pm: Fed Scotty a bottle while he was still strapped in his stroller. Spoke with our credit card company to verify my identity while burping said Bear. Bear decides to vomit on me right as I hand the phone back to Mark, the salesman, hitting both me and him. He grimaces, I cackle maniacally.
5:05pm: Mark informed me that my sweater, the one I've been wearing all day, is inside out. Without thinking, I quickly strip off my sweater, turn it around, and put it back on. Right in the middle of the appliance aisle at Sears. Mark blushed.
5:10pm: I left Sears slightly worse for the wear, but right as we hit the parking lot, I realize that we have lost Donkey.
The days are so full lately. So full. When did this get so hard again? I mean, I thought having a baby was hard...and then we bought a house. And then things got really interesting.
What we are essentially trying to do is something akin to 'Home Makeover: Extreme Edition." We need to pick out flooring (all flooring -- tile, carpet, fire place coverings, etc), paint, lighting fixtures, plumbing, landscaping...what am I forgetting? I don't even know at this point. I'm stuck on paint.
Paint is a pretty big deal. We have huge ceilings, which means that if we screw up the color, I can't redo it on a weekend (unless Brian wants to buy me some scaffolding for an anniversary gift). And, with the thought of professional painters at really good prices (gotta love the recession!), I am willing to say paint it all...every room, all the trim, the doors (we have 31 doors, if you can imagine), even the ceiling. But then think about trying to find one universal color in the main rooms, compliments colors in each bedroom/bath, accent colors, and then an overall trim color that matches it all...well, I'm struggling. My mind is swirling with colors like 'tranquil,' 'knapweed,' 'star thistle,' 'lulled beige' and my personal favorite, 'clinical.' If I can't be clinical at work, why not at home?
So my days are literally brimming with home stuff all day long. And since I am officially the Nap Nazi, I am forced to live my life two hours at a time.
Today looked a little like this:
6am - 8am: Brian played with Scotty while I slept (I did wake up to feed him/change him, then promptly went back to bed.)
8am: Super porridge with mango. Playtime/Today Show viewing.
9am- 11am: Scotty napped while I took a shower, emailed, washed dishes, cleaned the house, etc.
11am: Hit the road! Stops at the flooring place to pick up samples (when did 20 inch tile get so heavy??) and Best Buy to buy a new phone.
12pm: Home. Lunch time, which was cottage cheese (yum!), spinach and bananas, and some mashed potatoes.
12:30pm: walk to the grocery store.
1pm: Scotty napped while I ate lunch, looked at paint colors, cleaned the house, planned for our 3pm outing
3pm: snack time! Yogurt with apple. Yum.
3:20pm: On the road again! Stopped by two friends houses (one to drop off dinner [she just had a baby] and the other because she just likes my chicken salad), stopped at our new house, dropped off the samples, moved the tile three times while looking at it with a critical eye, and chatted with a new neighbor. This particular neighbor was doing yard work (hooray! Neighbors who care about the way their house looks!) and was very friendly
4:30pm: Off to Sears to buy a washer/dryer.
5pm: Fed Scotty a bottle while he was still strapped in his stroller. Spoke with our credit card company to verify my identity while burping said Bear. Bear decides to vomit on me right as I hand the phone back to Mark, the salesman, hitting both me and him. He grimaces, I cackle maniacally.
5:05pm: Mark informed me that my sweater, the one I've been wearing all day, is inside out. Without thinking, I quickly strip off my sweater, turn it around, and put it back on. Right in the middle of the appliance aisle at Sears. Mark blushed.
5:10pm: I left Sears slightly worse for the wear, but right as we hit the parking lot, I realize that we have lost Donkey.
Donkey
5:12pm: I looked at Scotty suspiciously while he batted his blue eyes at me. Did they have words? Did he chuck Donkey out of the stroller? I begrudgingly headed back into the store
5:15-5:25pm: Full-on search for Donkey commenced.
5:26pm: We find Donkey sitting on a patio table in the Garden Section. I looked around, but no one would meet my gaze. Who put Donkey on the table? Nobody puts Donkey on the table.
5:45pm: Arrived home, exhausted but with a cheerful Bear, happily nomming away on his Donkey. I knew the two of them would make up and put their differences aside.
6pm: Bathtime!
6:20pm: my favorite time of day...Bedtime! For the Bear, at least.
6:30pm: Make dinner, collapse on couch.
7:00pm....looked at more...paint...samples...argh....
9:09pm: Blog about day. Do it all over again tomorrow.
5:15-5:25pm: Full-on search for Donkey commenced.
5:26pm: We find Donkey sitting on a patio table in the Garden Section. I looked around, but no one would meet my gaze. Who put Donkey on the table? Nobody puts Donkey on the table.
5:45pm: Arrived home, exhausted but with a cheerful Bear, happily nomming away on his Donkey. I knew the two of them would make up and put their differences aside.
6pm: Bathtime!
6:20pm: my favorite time of day...Bedtime! For the Bear, at least.
6:30pm: Make dinner, collapse on couch.
7:00pm....looked at more...paint...samples...argh....
9:09pm: Blog about day. Do it all over again tomorrow.
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