Slight bit of boredom and strange dreams...
I've been having dreams about all sorts of events and people from the past. People I haven't seen or thought of in a long time. It makes me feel quite solitary, not saying that is peculiar for me in the least.
I'm back at the house, and my husband and I are trying to work through everything. I think his biggest problem with me is the fact that I'm highly solitary. It's plain difficult for him to grasp the fact that I'm a separate human being that doesn't evaluate everything that comes out of my mouth for the benefit of his opinion. Mashismo. What can you do?
So, I'm simply plodding along. Refinished the hardwood floors in the front room. Reason being, my husband figured a woman couldn't do any extensive refinishing like that. I just had to after that. I'm taking on the house, one room at a time to make it my own. The only place I used to bother with was the kitchen, and I figure it's about time to branch out. So, we're turning it into a study. I think it will be lovely.
It's being re-drywalled today. I refuse to do anymore drywall for the rest of my life, so it was nice to hire someone. I'm going to the hardware store to pick out a color scheme in the morning. And getting rid of my mother in law's old furnature in there. It's terrible.
Beyond that, every night I have dreams of old friends and ex-boyfriends, just sitting and having odd ball conversations. Highly unusual.
I'm back at the house, and my husband and I are trying to work through everything. I think his biggest problem with me is the fact that I'm highly solitary. It's plain difficult for him to grasp the fact that I'm a separate human being that doesn't evaluate everything that comes out of my mouth for the benefit of his opinion. Mashismo. What can you do?
So, I'm simply plodding along. Refinished the hardwood floors in the front room. Reason being, my husband figured a woman couldn't do any extensive refinishing like that. I just had to after that. I'm taking on the house, one room at a time to make it my own. The only place I used to bother with was the kitchen, and I figure it's about time to branch out. So, we're turning it into a study. I think it will be lovely.
It's being re-drywalled today. I refuse to do anymore drywall for the rest of my life, so it was nice to hire someone. I'm going to the hardware store to pick out a color scheme in the morning. And getting rid of my mother in law's old furnature in there. It's terrible.
Beyond that, every night I have dreams of old friends and ex-boyfriends, just sitting and having odd ball conversations. Highly unusual.