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| okay, so i have a new subscriber so i'd better back to this thing!!! is 5 months enough of a rest?
life is going pretty well right now. i'm able to do more work with ywam and it feels so good to be involved with the forgiveness programme and the silent retreats. this morning becki and i did some curriculum deliveries and now i'm printing off various icons, paintings and such of christ from around the world.
there are probably 100 different images., with 3 or 4 to a page. i'm going to be gluing or taping them to scraps of wood and particle board for the silent retreat in april. people will be able to bring one home if they feel particularl;y attatched to any.
oops, gotta go pick up eilis! | | |
| that's how i feel today. getting a cold and not only forgot to take my meds THIS morning, but yesterday too. so withdrawls= total crappiness all around.
last night i painted iain's toy table to look like a race track and i'm quite proud of it. today i filled in a bunch of the gaps in the skirting boards in his room and later i'll work on shaving off bits of his door so it fits and closes properly. then there is a bit of board that needs to be glued and nailed so it stops banging. the orginial DIY in this house is is a woe-some state and needs much more DIY to be made proper and loverly.
his whole door really needs to come off the hinges and be completely refitted but i'm gonna try to do it in a slack way and hope it works.
in other news i'm trying to record, as often as possible throughout the week, the silly strange things my kids do so i can send the info off to my family. i get sad sometimes that we're all missing out on each other and i want them to at least sort of experience the oddities that are iain and eilis.
well, that's enough as i have a huge headache- thanks withdrawls!
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| huh? what?...stumble...trip..keyboard...thoughts...trip...fall..get up...where? who? why?...fumble...bump...ooops...spill....cough cough...sniffle...
ahem. okay, i think i'm getting the hang of it again...
phew, we've got a house (with furniture even!), the kids are happy, we got a new car named Blue after someone broke Stripey, i had over 3 lbs removed from my boobs and have gone down 6 cup sizes so far, going crazy wanting to redecorate and fix stuff, double phew.
lists need to be made- prioritize, prioritize, prioritize!! what needs to happen first- carpet in the kids rooms, or decorators caulk in every nook and cranny where it's needed (and there are many!) yikes!
weight needs to be worked off- about 15-20 lbs of it. by christmas.
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| that's how i feel right now. i am so stressed out about this whole house buying/moving thing i actually cried last night when i went to bed
first thing yesterday i got hassled by UPS the estate agents about the bank survey that needs to be done on the house. she's all, "the sellers really want this to move along and they want to move to their new house. time is speeding by." i'm all, "duh, me too. i have no heat." it was a yucky feeling to be treated so rudely. i felt pressured about things i have no control over but treated as if it's my responsibility.
it's taken two weeks to get all the info from the my stupid credit union in VA to do a wire transfer. they just aren't good at getting back to me. then i immediately send it all in by email and get another email back, "oops, sorry, i though we had a transfer agreement form on file for you. now you need to fill this out and HAVE IT NOTARISED!!!" ARGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!! they don't notarise here so my solicitor signed it. hopefully that'll be okay. i scanned the papers and emailled them and will also post the originals.
overall it was an icky day yesterday.
i'm not feeling much better tooday since i was charged in another account for an ATM withdrawl that was never completed. now i have to lodge a dispute form. ARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!! i did NOT have these problem when i was with flathead bank in lakeside montana. so if you live in montana i HIGHLY recommend teh lakeside branch. ask for Muffie and tell here amy from belfast sent you!!!
also, i got more forms in the post about proof of residence for us in order to get child benefit. we need to drop off allour passports. they asked for the kids birth certificates but they already had them. they came back today as well. oy vey.
okay, i need to stop thinking about this. repress, repress, repress..... | | |
| exercise. not sure how i feel about it. i know it's good for me and i like being able to walk around in the city, but that doesn't happen much anymore because of the kids. when there was just one, or they were both small enough to fit in a double stroller it was great and i walked everywhere. but now iain's too big for a stroller and i can't push two at a time anyway. his legs are too short for the speed i would need to receive any sort of health benefit from walking anywhere. and besides, iain complains his feet are tired after about 90 seconds.
so, hmmm....daytime exercise doesn't really work, nighttime exercise keeps me awake at night and i can only get to the gym two mornings a week. it looks like the bullet will need to be bitten and the wee hours of the morning will have to be put aside for a workout. working out at 6am sucks. i don't want to think about it anymore. moving on...
last night i downloaded the original of annie prouxl's (proulx's?) Brokeback Mountain. there's been so much written about it (haven't yet seen the film) that i really wanted to read it. seriously, the film trailer made me cry and i could use a good emotional story right now.
well, the story was quite unstatisfying. okay, yeah, these men are cowboys and not much with the words or emotional expression, but i just didn't feel drawn to them. it would kinda be nice if it were a novel instead so there could be more story to be immersed in. there certainly is something there; the pain, loss, unfulfulled dreams, lost love...
ooo, that's it. i didn't feel ennis loved jack! jack loved ennis, but the story focused of ennis and the character seemed too flat. phew, it feels good to get that figured out!
time to go, gotta help eiilis use the toilet.
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