Moving Forward

I'm feeling a little better today. Thank God. (Told you I was swinging hard and fast.) I've been back on my multivitamin, taking my St. John's Wort, and cut out a lot of caffeine, for a couple weeks now, I think it may be kicking in a little. I'm trying to be optimistic. It's kindof scary to fall so far so fast. But I'll take the faster bouncing back. It that's what this is.

We're moving forward on our plans to remodel the downstairs former dining room/living room (which was really too small to be either one), into a home office/possible future guest room. We've found an installer for the new floor who's available right now, and I picked out the material, which isn't exactly what I might have picked if there were a lot of other options, but out of what I can get right now, it's the best. I'm developing a rather ambivalent attitude toward this house at the moment. I'm getting the feeling we won't be here more than probably 2-3 years, which makes me want to get it done faster so we can enjoy it for awhile, but also makes me much less interested in it being perfectly, exactly, precisely what I want. So, I went with the oak, when I really probably would have preferred the cherry. But oak is great, it'll be really nice. I'm trying to decide whether to jump into the painting right now, or wait until the floor is installed. I'm thinking it better be now.

I'm kindof looking forward to the fundraiser thingy at the school tonight. There are supposed to be 3 big balloons and lots of "balloominarias", whatever those are. I've seen lots of balloons since moving here, from a bit of a distance, and that one off the bedroom balcony that was pretty close, but I haven't managed to be very close to one on the ground. I wish I knew what time they were blowing them up, that would be fun to watch. I'm looking forward to the "Balloon Fiesta" in October. I was hoping my mom would be here for it, but it doesn't look like that's working out. Sooo, it'll just be the Krause House. That's cool.

Update: I wrote this post yesterday, and since then I have realized that the fundraising night is NEXT WEEK. Jee-sus, could I be any more of a flake? So, all that drama, and canceling the sitter, and feeling like shit, all for no good reason at all. I think I'm going to buy one of those huge whiteboard calendars and put it up in the middle of the family room, maybe then I'll be able to keep my poop in a group. Sigh.