What was supposed to happen today- I was supposed to get off work, pack a bag and head to see my little buddy!
What actually happened- I woke up with the sniffles and a cough and a deep sadness because I was really looking forward to seeing my people.
I am smart enough to know that a head cold is the last thing they needed, so I postponed my trip. Profound disappointment. Colin and Spencer were kind enough to send some photos my way. It was nice, but not quite the same as baby snuggles. Don’t worry lil Dale- Grammy is gonna get there as soon as the profound amount of vitamin c and cold meds I consumed kick in.
Easton had his first doctor appointment today, he has a little jaundice. I was laughing about Colin sticking his "first doctor sticker" on his hat! I was laughing even harder when I saw the look on Easton's face! So funny!
Since I was disappointed, I decided today was the day to begin the second of my Christmas break projects. Tackling the downstairs bathroom. I have a love/hate with this room. I love when I am folding laundry and don't have to run upstairs to go to the bathroom. I love when the place is functional and the girls and all their bathroom stuff can live downstairs out of my main bathroom. I hate that it is about the size of a small closet, and that the ceiling is so low I can literally touch it (if you recall, I am not a tall person, so I would guess it is not even 7 feet in height). I think because of the smallness of the room, it makes it stay damp, and sort of cave like in there. Added to the fact that the dog had her puppies in there, and when I shut them in, trying to keep them from destroying the basement, Blitz panicked and ate through the wall. And then during the pandemic, Andrew and I patched the wall, but I didn't sand it very well, and it looks terrible plus the paint color - was a bunch of stuff I had left over and mixed together when we were supposed to be all staying home. It is a gross, ugly mossy looking cave. Light and bright is the new goal. New flooring is necessary, and plumbing issues are being addressed. So today....I decided it was the day to tear into things. New flooring ordered (and yes, I am believing I can put it in myself). Inspirational bathroom photos have been saved. Paint colors have been picked. Hardware and decor was ordered. Lists have been made for Jim to make a run to Menard's when he is in town tomorrow. The shower re-caulking has begun, and the old linoleum is gone. My mind has been occupied with this project rather than with the fact that I am not snuggling Easton, hanging out with Colin and Spencer and having fun in Wichita.
And when I got tired, and ran out of supplies for the bathroom, I focused my energy on the dogs, the girls, and cooking a big old dinner, because running the oven is good when it goes from 70 degrees to 20 in a couple days time! Tomorrow, I hope to jump in with both feet, drowning my self both figuratively and literally in a sea of bathroom amazingness, followed by being well enough to go play with babies who are too small to revolt when I try to hold them on my lap!
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