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Saturday, May 20, 2006


I am home.

I want to go back.

Please send me back.

But oh, how good it was to see everyone. I swear the baby grew up while I was gone.

However, they have trashed my house, and I do not relish cleaning it. While I love and appreciate That Man for a) letting me go and b) for taking on the bathroom project, may I just share what I came home to?

New tub: installed
Old tub: on back porch
Old boards: ripped up and still in bathroom.
New boards: partially installed
Old sink and vanity: still installed
New sink and vanity: in my dining room
box from sink and vanity: in my living room as a playhouse for kiddos
laundry I started folding before I left: unfolded and everywhere
everything else: a complete mess
old flooring: partially ripped up
new flooring: in a box somewhere in the garage
miscellaneous scraps and junk: in my driveway
the lawn: taller than my children and dog
miscellaneous parts needed for the job: on my bed
things removed from the bathroom to do the work: on my bedroom floor

Cletus, we've just become the white trash neighbors.

Ah well, at least the toilet's not on the front porch. Then again, we don't have a front porch.

Seriously though, I do appreciate That Man for all he does. I'm just feeling overwhelmed, and I'm sure it's even more overwhelming for a man since we know men are incapable of multitasking.

I ended up hitting the wall yesterday afternoon and going to hibernate in my room. Then I went down for tea, chatted with some folks, went back upstairs, played on the computer for a bit, and went to bed.

Tomorrow, remind me to blog about Ted Dekker, fire alarms, Israel, James Scott Bell, and other exciting highlights of my time in the mountains.

Until then, I think I may go try out my new tub. If I can make it up the stairs.

Did I mention we're having a barbecue and folks over at the house tomorrow at noon? I really wanted to crack open one of my new (and autographed!) JSB books, but that will have to wait until manana.

Peace be the journey folks. Pray mine includes a good night's sleep.


Heather Diane Tipton said...

hey don't forget to blog about Ted Dekker, fire alarms, Israel, James Scott Bell, and other exciting highlights of your time in the mountains.


Tori Lennox said...

What Heather said. *g*

Hey, you could use that old tub for a planter out in the front yard! LOL!

Danica/Dream said...

Oh you brats!

Tori, I'm thinking about blowing up that old tub. ;)