I'm sleepy...and I just woke up. Today just might be a nap kind of day...I'm kind of locked in anyway. All the windows and doors are covered with plastic and the painters are working their magic repainting our little house the exact same color it was before...a rather unremarkable shade of beige. Associations can be annoying...I live in a rather beige one, and I tend to moan and groan about the dues we pay.
But then they fix my termite damage and give us a new pretty fence and a new roof and new paint and well, that's just in the last year. We're well taken care of...even if it's all beige.
Now if only they'd work on the inside of my house. Oh wait...I have to pay for that part.
My boss was in my car a few weeks ago and we got talking about satellite radio and boom! The next day it was in my car again. It's a luxury...one I'd never pay for, but when you're on the road like I am it is an awesome luxury.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, I am a total car singer...like sing at the top of my lungs pretending I am Celine Dion kind of singer. And to me? Totally sound like her, too.
This next 6 weeks are going to be the craziest busiest ever. That guy that I like so much has a huge concert he's conducting (Bach's St. Matthew Passion), our son is giving his final recital and graduating with his (wait. for. it) Master's degree, we are hosting a few major parties at our little house on our little street, that guy that I like so much has a bazillion student recitals to attend, there's Holy Week and Easter and work and school and a dog to walk and lots of out of town company coming for visits.
It's packed full but it's all exciting stuff, too. I'm not at all stressed...I'll just do what I do. Make massive amounts of food, open bottle after bottle of wine and all will be well.
Today I am painting a bedroom door...the door that has a rather large hole in it thanks to 'I didn't do it' or 'not me' or 'he did it'. One of those people. Anyway, I priced out new doors and the cost of having it cut to fit our not standard sized doorways and I would much rather have my $$ go to a feed my family than to replacing a silly door.
So a lot of spackle and a little paint and we'll be good to go.
Well, I guess I should begin my day...though maybe I'll hop back into bed for just a few more minutes.