Good Things.

I am determined to write about good things. The last week or so has been "The Grumpiness."
So here goes...

1) I am warming up to a house in our price range. The laundry room is huge and clean and the dining room is big enough for our table. It is a 2 bedroom, but it's one of those houses where they turned the garage into a den and there is a nice-sized closet in it, too. The house has wood floors and adequate storage spaces... and there's a lot of light and it's just nice. I like it well enough that I am afraid to take my husband and parents to see it. If they don't like it I'll be back a the beginning. One feature my husband, Mr. Safety, should like is that the a/c and the heater are in one unit in the back yard. Apparently this is a good thing because there will never be a carbon monoxide leak in our house. (See that? See how I just called it 'our' house? That was accidental so that HAS to be a sign).

2) Bean is with her dad and the husband works late tonight so it's just me. All alone in the house. For hours once I get off work... I love my family. Y'all know I do, but sometimes I just really want to be totally alone. Here's the thing, I need to go by the library and I have quite a list of things I need at Target so I won't get the full six hours I could get. Also, what is the best use of the time I have? I should clean, I want to nap, I would like to cut the amount of crap we own in half. I will probably go to Target, get all of the things on my list plus about another hundred dollars or so of incidental crap. When I get home I will probably try to carry it all in at once (fucking plastic bags, making me think I can carry something jut because it fits on my wrist) and then collapse under the weight of it all. I have these grand ideas of dinner tonight for the husband and I and even if I DO buy dinner stuff I will probably be asleep when he gets home. Last night that meant I got a sandwich from Schlotzsky's. I always forget how much I like that place.

3) Andie (the work spouse) and I went to Little Miss Sunshine on Friday. Holy Cats. Go see it. If you live here call me and I'll go see it again. It it SO wrong. Oh, and also SO funny. And done really well. It had a tight narrative and there wasn't anything in it that felt out of place. It feels like a really well-written short story that was made directly into a film. Seriously? Call me.

4) Bean wants to have her birthday party at my favorite pizza place and she's talking about only inviting six or seven girls. I won't have to clean or anything - just call the restaurant and work out some details (like, hey, if I give y'all $20 will you serve the cake and ice cream too? Oh, and can I bring decorations? Cool.) It's a locally-owned place and we're there... well, way too often. They know us, (like, "So, did you want the large half pepperoni, half cheese again?") and all of the kids who work there seem really nice. Twenty bucks and a couple of extra tiaras and we'll be in business. Also, Her birthday is in three weeks and I have already started buying presents.

5) I read this and decided (once again) to take my health seriously and schedule some time to go to the gym. I remember how strong and energized I felt when Andie and I were working out all the time. I remember how proud I was of the fact that my legs were strong and how I almost only had one ass. And it was solid. I know that I am basically starting over so I am committing to three days a week for twenty minutes. I know it's not much, but I really DID have a good ass. And it wasn't that long ago. I stopped going after the fertility treatments started because I was so wiped out and everything hurt. It's been more than a year since our last cycle and I can't really blame that anymore. Also, even when you're really busy you have time for the things you make time for. I can make time for this. Oh, and the YMCA by our house has a sauna in the women's locker room. (I know that doesn't sound good right now, but in a few months, when I feel like I will never be warm again it will be a really good thing).

6) My classes are not going to be difficult, and my practicum is going really well. Stressful and time-consuming, but I'm ok.