ow, yay! and argh..all rolled into one...
ow: because i've been working really hard trying to get my kitchen painted etc. and so forth. tommy came through and painted the ceiling for me aaand put the top coat on of the color for the top of the walls and of course, he got all the heavy stuff out of the way, so that was supergreat, for lack of a better adjective right now. mom came up a couple of days, despite my protestations. i worry now that she will be hurting her back or worse. perhaps you can imagine what it might do for the psyche were your mommy to wind up injured because she was painting your kitchen, hmmm?
anyhow... despite the nasty intestinal monster (i've about decided it's plain ol' ibs, as boring as that is. but it fits. *sigh*) i have been able to keep going at it, praise the Lord!! i spent one morning sitting in court with my friend. it was a long boring-sad-funny-pathetic experience, but at last, her divorce is final. *sigh* my back was already a little sore from gettnig ready to paint-slash-painting the day before and all the sitting on that bench didn't help. after that, it was a whirlwind of just paint, paint, paint! my spine got so ... i dunno ... tired, i guess, that it was literally and extremely sore to the touch. felt like someone had just pinged at it with a little hammer and bruised it on top of all the stiffness and soreness from overuse.
anyone else ever had that happen? i've never experienced any ache quite like that and thought it was really weird, but thankfully, SO thankfully... it went away with some smelly muscle rubs and pain relievers. thank God!
i worked til almost 3am friday night, then sat down in the living room where tommy and corey were snoozing (after helping move the fridge back in place) and some intense spy movie was on. i was probably already low, but i think i watched for about an hour before i started dozing/waking all panicky. then i remember (i dunno how, i usually don't remember stuff.. but then i usually don't walk around either) getting up and trying to turn off the tv (couldn't figure out how *sob*) then i tried to check my sugar (couldn't figure that out either) tried to wake tommy, but he would just mumble then go back to snoring.
i got very upset then and walked into the kitchen wondering what to do, still feeling panicked (because of the spy movie mostly.. seriously. i know, it's weird) but i did realize i was low and i just started freaking and crying/hyperventilating. then i started thinking "it's just you, stupid, you'd better figure out how to fix this. you don't have time to cry." even feeling as bad as i did (i figure it must have been in the 40's at least) i realized at this rate, my blood sugar would be dropping faster after my 'panic attack'. so, i found the box of co'cola amongst the mess (from moving all out of the kitchen!) and fixed myself a glass. i downed that and then started gobbling a handful of tootsie rolls.
that's when the cold hit me, so i went and got my self into bed, even plugged up the space heater, piled myself with covers and burrowed in to wait out that after-low-deep-freeze. i happened to glance at my clock; it was about 5:40am. *sheesh!* thankfully, i slept really soundly. but get this... i was up at about 9:40 next morning.
i know, i know. who IS this woman? i have no clue. she's desperate to have her kitchen out of her family room before thursday since she's supposed to be hosting thanksgiving and praying for strength each day! she does have an experiment going that may perhaps be contributing, but the results are not conclusive yet. more on that later. ;)
anyhow... saturday night, tommy and i made a mad dash to lowe's to look for a replacement light fixture for over our island bar thingie. we've had this "cloud" florescent since we built the house 12 years ago. totally white, very subtle, etc... one of the ballasts has been messed up for awhile. we replaced it once several years ago for about $8 (it's what makes the bulbs burn) but now? the dang things are over $20!! shoot! besides that, the cover has been broken on one corner for about 3 years. we've just been being extremely careful when cleaning it, and kept it turned to the most unnoticed side, etc. we looked up the same fixture we paid about $50 for 12 years ago... now it's at least $130. again i say, dang! so... we went searching for a 'good deal' and maybe an updated look.
here's what we found...
of course, then we had to get rid of the old "polished brass-look" 5 light hanging over the dining table. we didn't care for the pendant that matched the island light exactly, but found this one that was perfect:
what? oh. did you see the new paint back there? yeah yay! because the painting is finally, finally done!! but then i guess you also saw that there are no curtains hung or much of anything else put to rights in the room. so here's a pic of the almost-sorta-semi finished look... of the walls, at least:
tommy's aunt is in from indiana and she tells me she's coming over tuesday for the day. her and her new pekingese puppy, 8 weeks old, she bought "cheap" from the flea market yesterday. great. just what i need when i have tons to get done in this house. just the thoughts of this puts me on the brink. i just don't see how i can get everything done that needs doing. wednesday, the boys and i have dental appointments and so i'll be tied up most of the morning, knocking out the most productive part of my day, so i need to make tomorrow and tuesday count.
argh! tucker's gonna be going nuts with another dog in here, even if she does keep the thing in the carrier (which she had the inlaws bring her over to borrow from us yesterday, too! *shrugs*) he's going to be freaked out and he's intolerable enough as it is. he's been all out of sorts what with the house all in a shambles and the back door is completely blocked, so he can't figure out why he's not going out his usual way to potty. he's like c'mon lady... i can get over here to the door. what's your problem? let. me. out! anyhow... i'm just a little tense, as usual, but still. gah.
to be completely honest, this aunt makes me feel quite edgy. i really don't know her very well at all. she's nice enough, but she's quite brash and is used to, apparently, just talking about anything and everything in front of whom-or-whatever is in her vicinity, be it children, the preacher, strange old men, the mayor, an operational public address system...etc. case in point: her discussion with a friend over whether a woman of her age needs to get a boob job and how she told the friend her boobs have been fine for 72 years, 5 kids and two husbands she's not going under the knife just to make them bouncy again.
GAH! i thought my poor casey was going to die of embarrassment because he was like sitting at the same table while she discussed this in her same loud tone of voice and used both hands to make indicative motions all the while.
*sputter, cough*
good grief!! and she's really weird when it comes to animals, and i have an idea that the whole day will be spent with her wanting to get that dog out of the carrier and run it in and out at which time tucker will throw a hissy fit. this will in turn make me have to yell at him over the loud brain-stabbing barks to shut up. he is not good at this, so it will take some time, and lots of yelling. tucker is just not good with changes especially when they include new people who make him uncomfortable or animals and especially not both. *sigh* besides, i think the poor little thing is probably not in the best of health and i don't want it in my house all day!!!
i am doomed.
had i known what she was getting ready to do when she asked what i was going to do tuesday, i'd have started ticking off my list. but instead, i said "nothing in particular". STUPID! i think i will call to say that i would like her to just leave water and food with the puppy and not bring it here. maybe she didn't plan to, but my suspisions suspect otherwise. we'll see.
===after church this evening====
oh well... i guess i'll just have to see how all that turns out. after listening to the sermon tonight, maybe (?!?!!) i need to be a little lot! more thankful. hmm...
okay, so it's late now and i need to hit the sack. tons to do and not nearly enough time and all that. here's praying for a more thankful heart and another day of energy for me and a dayful of whatever you're needing for you!
~hugs~