Well, dear blog readers, yesterday my poor bedraggled hubby turned in his very last paper for school! Hooray! For the first time in about 4 months, he was in bed before midnight. I have to admire him for working like a machine. I, on the other hand, have enough senioritis to cover both of us. I got a whopping four boxes packed yesterday. That might seem like a lot if I were wrapping dishes, etc., but really they were just four small boxes of miscellaneous small kitchen gadgets and appliances. The kitchen is all but done; now it's just the bedroom and the bathroom/hallway closets! Hooray. I'm actually feeling pretty good about this move. So much so that I've gotten as far as midway through season 3 of the Lost marathon.
Well, dear blog readers, time to go back to work! Happy weekend!
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The life and times of a nurse, her husband, their tiny children, and their every-day adventures.
A Life Defined
A neonatal ICU-loving RN; a messy "home chef" in the making; a wanna-be gardener; a reader of good historical fiction; a lover of good gourmet food; someone whose spouse makes her laugh every day; a novice quilter; a woman who regularly gets her oil changed; a procrastinator of getting the mail; an envier of gingerbread-house-makers; a rusty pianist; an insomniac who cooks and does laundry when she can't sleep; an officianado of sleeping late ("jet lag" is routine when you work nights); a longing traveller who hopes to be able to see more of the world someday; a person who wishes she could draw or paint and will maybe take lessons someday; a singer/dancer when the blinds are drawn and no one is home while doing household chores; but mostly just a normal human being in need of God's grace everyday.
1 comment:
I, Robot. Am I a machine...or something...more than a machine?
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