A Herd of Turtles

We are like a herd of turtles. Well that is our pace anyway. Still working on the house. I am exhausted, anxiousand irritable, which isn't the best mix. Trying to get things done one at a time. Wanting everything done at once. I want to be the rabbit in the race, not the dang turtle.

Anyway, yesterday I finished up what should have been the last coat in the kitchen. So now my kitchen is a orangy/tangerine color. It was suppose to be a green/cream/bronze faux finish. But it is orange. Not what I had in mind. My friend Dana is suppose to come over and help me figure out how to fix it. Her second job in as an interior designer and she does faux finishes all the time. So hopefully she can do some color correction for me. Mike got a second coat of brown paint on the accent wall in our bedroom and is planning on painting the other 3 walls in our bedroom (again) to finish it up tonight. He worked on putting togather some furniture and mowed our lawn (or should I say weeds). I unpacked some of the kitchen and filled the dishwasher with new wedding dishes and dug through some boxes in Sydney's room. I finally found it. Sydney's clothes that I bought her for her second birthday last Sept. Mom accidently packed them up when she was helping us move. I looked all over for those things and dug through storage a couple of times looking for them. Luckily, I bought those one and half sizes too big. So now they will fit her. It seems that she pretty much skipped a size. Or didn't stay in 2T very long anyway. So I was really estatic to find the pretty sailor outfits that I had bought her. Nothing like new baby clothes to get me excited.

Sydney hasn't warmed up to the house yet. First things she wanted to do when she got there was go visit her toys. She enjoyed playing outside with her t-ball set and soccer ball. Later she enjoyed watching her tricycle "fall" down the driveway. She shoved it and watched it go all the way down into the street, then told me "it fell". When she gets bored or sleepy, she tells us "Go to the House"

Mike and I have to find another bed. We are wanting a King, so maybe we will sleep a little better. Although, I feel that the reason we are not sleeping too well is laying in between us. Our queen bed is shot. It has a hole on one side, springs poking through it and collapsed side. So we have to get another bed before we can "officially" move in. Although I have a full size bed at the house already and I am thinking of starting to stay there anyway. We are about two weeks behind getting into the house and it is driving me crazy. I think I can get more done, if we are in the house and working on it a little at a time. But at any rate, it is do or die come this weekend. I will be staying there anyway. I am not sure about Sydney and Mike though. They may like staying with Grandma a little while longer. I will let you know how that turns out this weekend.