Yesterday I woke up retarded. I managed to get hot cheese from a breakfast burrito on my shirt just as I got to work, as well as spill water all over my pants.
Today I woke up forgetful and managed to wash two receipts and a shopping list when I left them in my jeans’ pocket.
But at least we got a ton of stuff accomplished! Between yesterday and today, we ….
- Moved a bunch of stuff over to the new place including the couch and bookcase
- Finished painting the kids’ rooms
- Completely decorated the kids’ bathroom with duckies, including a ducky toilet seat, rug, and border around the walls (picture to follow by Sunday).
- Shampooed the carpeting in the kids’ rooms
- Decorated our bathroom and organized our toiletries
- Washed the doors and frames around the bathrooms and our bedroom
- Spent a ton of money buying bed frames for the kids, lamps for their rooms, the carpet steamer, and a bunch of other necessities
We also met one of our neighbors today. She seemed friendly. Maybe a bit too friendly. I’m a nice person, but I don’t necessarily want to be best friends with my neighbors. A nice hello when we see each other in passing will suffice.
Anyway, I am exhausted. I was up way too late last night (1 am) chatting online and didn’t sleep as well as I would have liked. For some reason, it felt like the bed was tilted a bit, which threw off my balance. I am fairly certain all the bathrooms in this place, most notably our master bath, is not level. I’m driving Joe crazy talking about it, but it’s really odd, and not something I ever would have thought to check into before buying a place. Good thing we’re only here for five years. It’s probably just my hyper-sensitivity, but I am very aware of when things are crooked, and I used a level to confirm my fears. Oh well, what can you do? Only part of the bathroom feels that way, so it’s tolerable. I’m a weirdo, aren’t I?
I’m with you. I always notice when floors are crooked, especially when I walk into friends’ houses and notice a bulge in the floor or a slant across the room. It takes everything I have to restrain myself from commenting on it.
I felt my bed tilting like that for a while until I realized it had simply slipped off the support railing.
We’re not weird, they are.