Drowning…
…in work, in getting-ready-for-a-baby and in getting-a-toddler-ready-for-a-baby. This is a rough week, and I apologize for my lack of posts. To give you something to read besides me complaining about work, here’s a blast from the past, pre babies, when we were feeling overwhelmed by living in a home that was in shambles rather than a bunch of other stuff. Enjoy!
“We’ll Work on the House”
October 20, 2007
It’s Saturday night. A few years ago, a Saturday night would’ve involved me spending almost 2 hours doing my hair and makeup, putting on my cutest new outfit and heading out on the town with my friends. In the life I am living right now, it means that I ditch the halter top for my grubbiest clothes, throw my hair in a pony tail, surround myself with tools and spend quality time installing insulation. At least, that’s what was supposed to happen tonight.
My husband invited his friend Chris over and the three of us were going to put in some subfloor in our attic and then hang insulation. Chris has invested quite a few hours/days/weeks into our remodeling project and we’re grateful for his help. So, Chris arrives and we chatted for a bit. A few beers were enjoyed. A video game suddenly appeared. The boys are powerless to such a combination. Needless to say, I am all dressed up for work and have no partners to help me. At this very moment, my husband and Chris are playing some baseball video game, giggling like little boys, drinking beer and sporadically singing along with the Tesla, Guns N’ Roses and Slaughter CDs that are playing. I am sitting about 6 feet away from them with the fine fellows you see above keeping me company. This has become the new reality of what Saturday night is for me. And you know what? I’m okay with it. Just wish I wouldn’t have wasted my favorite crappy sweatshirt on a non-occasion like this.
LOL! Wasting a crappy outfit:-) That’s such an oxi-moron but so true!