Well, the house is shapeing up nicely. I wish I had a before and after pic of the wall to the bathroom, but I don’t. I’m going to start taking remodeling pics of the rooms though, and post them on here, now that I have a “new” digital camera. FINALLY. I am having a hard time trying to decide which room to start in. Either the living room or my room or the kids room. Any ideas on how to choose??
An Update on the bat situation…I hadn’t heard from a bat in a while till one night, I heard a chipmunk like noise in our wood stove..ugh. I thought it was a squirrel, but the next night ben heard it and looked and moved the handle to the stove around and out pops a bat wing, from the vent hole in the door. UGH. So the next night I closed the floo and the bat hasn’t been back in the stove…but another bat came into the house. We got rid of it. I haven’t seen a bat since though, so I’m happy.
The thing that is really on my nerves right now though is my husband. Boy oh boy. I’m just so overwhelmed by everything i’ve had to do today and I just get so pissed off when I see him sitting there on the chair playing on his computer when there is stuff to be done. Now, don’t get me wrong, it’s not like he does that all the time. Yesterday he spent 7 or 8 hours chopping wood. But today he didn’t do very much, and didn’t go to work.
I have done laundry (only one load is done), reorganize the kitchen cabinets (which still isn’t done), organize the music “room” (which is still all over the place), made supper, did the dishes (dinner’s dishes are on the table still), held a fussy baby while being pulled on by a cranky toddler, walked the neighbor’s dog home because he wouldn’t leave our yard at 8 at night, vaccummed the floors, managed to read a book, went through paul’s backpack with him after school, played with leena and paul outside, put phoebe for 2 naps and nursed her every 4 or so hours, and i don’t think I should go on. At the end of the night, all I asked him to do is make sure Paul changed the cat litter and take the dirty litter out to the trash bin outside..and also for him to take the heavy bag of trash outside. When I came back from bringing the dog back to our neighbors house (they are about 4 or so houses down), all the trash was still sitting on the floor. I didn’t notice it till after I was fighting with the kids to stay in bed, when I was already tired.
So that was it. I freaked. Of course he yelled back that he didn’t have time to make sure Paul threw out the dirty litter because paul didn’t finished the litter till a minute before i walked in the door.UGH. He was really nice just before I brought the dog back though. He could tell I was getting flustered and when I asked him to take phoebe while I went out to sit alone for 10 minutes. I don’t think I was out there 10 minutes, but I did get a nice quiet minute to myself. Watching the sky and the clouds blowing by just around dusk. I saw a few of our bat friends flying around and watching happily as my kitten was zooming all over after bat flew by (it was pretty high in the sky though). It was so nice to just lay there and listen to the wind in the trees and watch the clouds blow by and just daydream. It reminded me of the time at family camp, just after supper, when Wade and I were sitting in nice addirondack like chairs and watching the sun almost setting. It was really nice. I guess I should cut my post short, else I type a novel.
