I am so glad this week is over. Although, I do wish the weekend were one day longer this time around. Who doesn’t, right?
It’s been a very busy week at work putting together a presentation for a really cool client. We went into NYC to present and catch up on what’s new, among other things. I was telling my boss and colleague at a dinner party on Friday that I’d love to share my work adventures with all of you, but so much of it is confidential. Currently, the best I can do is share my freelance work for Watertown Patch with all of you.
Anywho, yesterday was home inspection day. What you see above is Niles enjoying the sun in, what will be, his (and our) new home. He had previously been sitting on the rug where the Defeater hoodie is. He likes to snuggle in and sits there, looking at me helplessly if he can’t.
It was an incredibly intense thing. First of all, when the hell did I become an adult? Why are these people standing before me, telling me about how the breaker box will have to be replaced, we need gutters, the barn will need a new roof in three years, this is why the mold has grown all over these suitcases near the hookup to the well, and we better get a garage door guy in there because they are misaligned and not safely attached.
What? Who AM I?
Why am I standing here, in this empty house, when my husband is in Europe playing a show where one of my best friend’s lives? Why am I not in the picture they took together to send to me?
Ah, yes, because I am a an adult, a woman, with a career that I love, a dog, bills to pay, and this house that I am trying to buy. With my husband.
2011 sure has been a whacky, wirlwind of a year.
All the stress of the last week and half has lead to stomach problems and excrutiating joint pain. I stayed in bed yesterday after the home inspection to recover and found myself wishing that Jay was here to go through all of these things with me, and like the GIF I reblogged yesterday, jealous that I wasn’t able to hang out with the boys and my wonderful Miss Sophie.
Today is our 3 month wedding anniversary and my sister Caroline’s 10th birthday. I have a massage at 3 pm, which I so desperately need, and a lot of tasks on my todo list to check off before then.
I’m looking forward to Desperate Housewives tonight — seriously, is it time for Tom and Lynette to get back together yet? This is getting ridiculous.
P.S. I signed up for Path. I haven’t used it much, but I also have approximately two friends on it. Join me? Laura Paine Maas.