Time Flies When You're Busting Your Butt

Obviously I haven't written for a few days. So much for my goal of writing every day for a month. I've been busy. DD got new bedroom furniture, so I spent Friday emptying her old room, cleaning the dust bunnies out of the corners, spackling the old curtain rod holes, touch up painting, and putting everything new in it's place.

Which, just for a moment, brings me to customer service. We have dealt with Gardiners Furniture store twice now. First when we splurged on new living and dining room furniture and again when Grandmother bought DD new bedroom furniture. These delivery men are far and above the most careful (think walls, corners, railings), most polite (Which side of the room do you want the bed, Ma'am? Is this table far enough over, Ma'am?). Two different deliveries, two different crews of men, two fantastic experiences. They were all clean cut and polite. Women know what I'm talking about. You stay home for a delivery or repair man and that creepy, dirty, sloppy, icky guy shows up. You don't know whether to leave him alone with your fine china and hide at the neighborhood park or follow him around your house making sure he doesn't take your Grandmother's pearls. Bottom line, Gardiners is fabulous!

Saturday morning, my DH's alarm clock wakes me up at 6:45 and try as I might, and believe me I tried, I could not get back to sleep. DD gets up mere moments after me and, Thanks Mom, I decided not to waste the day. We were outside at 8:30. Raking dead leaves out of the flower beds, trimming Forsythia, and planting bulbs. Persian Buttercups and Blazing Stars. The Buttercups are in "her" flower bed and the Stars are along the side of my house. The soil and sun aren't the greatest over there and Blazing Stars are known for growing in less than ideal circumstances. Fingers crossed, time will tell. Then it was grocery shopping, weekly meal planning, and Movie Night. Grandmother bought the kids Alvin and the Chipmunks. We all wanted to see it, so Grandmother, DH, DD, DS, and I had dinner together, then piled onto the sofas and vegged out. It was a very cute movie.

Now it's Sunday and I'm doing laundry. Gee, isn't your life complete for knowing that? I've got to run out for a few things, but I'm stalling because I left the car windows open last night (dumb me) and the car seats are damp. Which is kind of ironic because I left them open yesterday to air out the car. The driver's side door has some kind of leak, the carpet is always damp/wet and the car smells funny. Now the whole damn car is wet. Yay.

Moving right along.....