5,4,3,2,1

I got new carpet in the living room. Now the entire floor is a coffee stain color, rather than just splotches. I am very excited about this development.
Have you ever noticed that one never gets one's house in good order, until one decides to move? Why is that?

My house, and the piles of stuff, are continuing to instill a sense of panic whenever my mind touches on all that needs to be done. I am moving in two and a half months.

Tim teases me about the way I count down to exciting events in my life. Anticipation is more than half the fun, I think. Remember those construction-paper chains we'd make when we were 5? The kind where you pull off one link a day until Christmas? I would totally do that. I have a little calendar in my bible that counts down the days until I'm married. I cross off each day in the evening. I am seriously like a little kid in that.

The construction job at Tim's is progressing quite rapidly. While I was in the hospital, so much happened! The walls are framed in, the tub is in the bathroom, and the trusses have been perched on top of it all. It's a real, live house. I would count down to the completion of that, but no one really knows when a construction job will be done. Least of all the home owner.

Good thing there's not much going on around here, eh? Additions, hospital stays, moving, marriage, school, work, and general parenting. I'm tired just thinking about being me.

Michael is needing to gain back 10-15 pounds. Once that appetite returns, you should hide your small children, as they are likely to look like a welcome source of protein to this skinny kid. I'd love to give him a bit of my extra. Alas. It's coming off, though. Trauma is great for weight loss.

Geez, what I wouldn't do for a date! I've seen my man most every day, but I have not had him to myself for a long time. Did I tell you that he's taking me to see Romeo and Juliet? I'm counting down to that one. Which should not surprise you at all.

Do you know what word I've been thinking about? "Bovine." I love words. This particular one is slightly random, perhaps. Who can figure out the workings of the mind? Bovine. There is no discernible reason for that, except that the word popped into my mind, and tickled my fancy. I need to figure out how to work that into my conversation today. This should not bee too difficult. I am in Idaho, after all.

Perhaps I could add another unrelated topic. Or perhaps not. I shall release you from my spell. Go in peace.