I'm beginning to feel better about the surgery. Not that I'm excited about it or anything, but I'm not quite so anxious. My aunt reminded me that I can ride those driving shopping carts in stores with a completely justified reason! So, the heck with learning the art of walking with crutches--- I want a Jazzy scooter!
Thankfully, Ruby has been taking great naps between the time I get Cade off to school and about 2pm, so I have been able to attack to the "problem areas" of the house that have been hanging over me since we moved in. That has helped my anxiety a lot. At the current moment, the house is a total disaster, because everything is still in the process of getting revamped, but it doesn't irritate me because I have the vision. The few storage areas we do have are being sifted through and reorganized in a much more sensible manner so that the space is maximized. I'm quite looking forward to tomorrow's big DI drop off. I always feel a literal weight off my shoulders when I get rid of things. It's a wonderful feeling!
Thankfully, Ruby has been taking great naps between the time I get Cade off to school and about 2pm, so I have been able to attack to the "problem areas" of the house that have been hanging over me since we moved in. That has helped my anxiety a lot. At the current moment, the house is a total disaster, because everything is still in the process of getting revamped, but it doesn't irritate me because I have the vision. The few storage areas we do have are being sifted through and reorganized in a much more sensible manner so that the space is maximized. I'm quite looking forward to tomorrow's big DI drop off. I always feel a literal weight off my shoulders when I get rid of things. It's a wonderful feeling!
My craft room now resembles a craft room and I'm quite excited about it. I don't really plan on crafting down there any time soon, and in fact, I think I need to come up with a new name for the place because as you all know I'm no crafter. But, it is the place were simple sewing projects will be completed, cards written, presents wrapped, packages assembled. So what kind of place is that? Maybe I'll just call it "Michelle's Nook." In any case, it just feels good to have my own place where all of those things I do use on a regular basis now have a home. And no one will take them! It's a narrow room, like an enclosed hallway, and the kids are so used to it being full of boxes and bins, they won't even think to go exploring for craft supplies in there. I like to think it was a plan all along to make sure my treasure trove stays safe by allowing it to be a catch-all for all these months. :)
Savvy did go a little crazy today because we didn't "go anywhere" or have anything "fun" on the agenda. I turned on music for her to dance to, but she didn't want to dance unless I was dancing with her. Once I got out the Play-do she was fine, though. Thank heavens for Play-do! I think I've adopted a new motto: "Don't sweat the small stuff. Play-do comes out of the carpet when it dries."
I have failed to post pics of our little Rubik's Cube. Here is darling Ruby when she was about 10 days old. :) My incredibly talented friend Laurel knitted her this amazing human sock/sack with a matching hat. She knitted it with colors resembling a ruby. It's the cutest thing seeing her so content and snuggled up in it. It's also a brilliant creation. It's hard to re-swaddle her in a blanket when we are outside and can't lay her down flat, and it has been the perfect solution for spectator sports. She wore it at my high school homecoming game, and we put her in it at a BYU soccer game. Wouldn't it be great if we all had our own personal sack to keep warm and comfy in? It will be a sad day when Ruby grows out of this.
Liz T. holding our "rubified" Ruby. August 31, 2010.
1 comment:
Aaaah, she's so cute and little! I've been thinking about you the last little while. Good luck with this recovery!
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