Home Sweet Home

Howdy to all my peeps!

First off, son is doing MUCH better. The real test is when he goes back to the dreaded school on Monday. God help the both of us on that one. I'm taking it one day a a time-just like my recovery and it doesn't seem so overwhelming.

I have been getting much needed cleaning done this week. I was off from work all week to care for my son, and while I was home I did not sit still. I was up at a decent hour and kept busy all day and hit a meeting just about every night. I actually cleaned UNDER my refrigerator. If you know me, you know this is unheard of. Oh hell no, I would normally NOT go there. I mean C'mon who the fuck really does this anyway??? Well, not this girl, lets just say it was a yet. I haven't cleaned under the fridge, YET. OK Never is better, more like the truth. Picture if you will, the wad of lint that you would get cleaning out the vent on your dryer. OK now multiply that x say....5. That is what I pulled out of the vent on my fridge. Then there was the other stuff that tends to accumulate-like magnets, bottle caps, little pieces of dog food, coupons etc. It doesn't get any more exciting than this folks. Its a wonder this place hasn't burned to the ground with what my poor fridge has had to endure to keep my milk cold. Its all better now and purrin' like a kitten.

I also tackled my living room. I bought some new curtains, a new tall cabinet with wicker drawers, some new linens, new lamp shades and some new nic nac stuff. I am waiting on the second delivery of drapes so I can hang them. I sat down on my couch/futon last night with a bag of popcorn, a glass of diet coke and my ash tray and actually ENJOYED sitting in my own living room for the first time in a very long while. I moved here 11 years ago and have NEVER felt as "at home" and relaxed as I did last night. You see, this house was never a HOME until just recently. Hell the walls in my living room are mostly bare because I never fully unpacked when I moved in. It never felt like home. I was too busy wallowing in my own shit to make it all purty and comfortable. I am happy that it is starting to feel like a home, I really am.

Well, I'm off to pick up a couple a' drunks for the Saturday Night Live meeting, yes its actually called that! You all have a blessed Saturday night!