Oh, we are SO close to getting our own house...and not a moment too soon. We are all going CRAZY in this motel! I can't wait to get my stuff back either; I am VERY excited for that. Especially all my cooking stuff. No more eating out (I never thought I would actually have to eat out so much that I would physically get sick of EVERY restaurant there is in Green River). Plus I am excited to get some adult time too. Then Jon and I can stay up and watch a movie past the boys' bed time. We can just sit and talk without a constant "Mom...Mom...Mom...Mom...Dad, Mom not listen...Mom...Mom...Mom..." and if Jon and I want to watch a movie that has ANY violence in it we can watch it without the "Oops, he fell down" or "yeah, he got an owie" when someone falls off a building or gets blown up or something. And I can put things (like my glasses and cell phone) on my night stand and not have to worry about someone "misplacing" it while I am sleeping. And last...but CERTAINLY not least...when it's been one of those days, I can just go into my room and close the door without tying up the bathroom. Oh, it'll be so wonderful. Only one week left and we should be closing our house.
And we are in the 20's for the baby...WOO-HOO! I am so excited about that! I love this kid to death...but I REALLY REALLY REALLY want him OUT! And that's all I have to say about that.
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You are funny in your trials...hang in there. Life will get easier. My dad use to say "this kind of stuff is good for you, it puts hair on your chest." Let me know if he's right :o)
Hopefully not...of course I would rather he be right than my band teacher. He'd say "This sort of thing is good for you, it'll grow hair on the bottom of your feet...you'll never have to wear socks again." ;)
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