My head is totally spinning right now. If this is what feeling high is like then I didn't miss much.
Just got done making several "Yard Sale" signs. Kent's granny said I had neat hand writing. I can't help but laugh. I'm a south paw, so my hand writing is far from neat. My whole house smells like sharpie.
Speaking of being high.. I've never done drugs. Never. I was always afraid of getting caught and/or being one of those really stupid drug heads. Where when I got high I would think I had the ability to fly or play chicken with an 18-wheeler. I have never smoked or drank (beer, wine). Again just didn't want to get caught or be that really crazy drunk.
It's 10 days until we move. July 1 we are supposed to close on this house. I'm ready for it. I'm ready to have this house out of our hands. I mean I'll miss it. It was the first house we ever built or actually owned. We brought Nathan home from the hospital to this house. Zoey learned how to walk in this house. A lot of memories, but still I'm just ready to move on with things.
Kent and I have a date night planned for Saturday. Dinner and a movie. Transformers seems to be the movie of choice.. at least for my husband. I much rather see "My Sister's Keeper". I really want to read the book. I might have to pick that up while we are out and about. Saturday is also our yard sale. You know.. the one that I made signs for and thusly got spaced out on the Sharpie. That I still can smell over an hour later. We might have to let up some windows.
And look, my post has come full circle. My job here is done.