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Oct 17, 2009 19:55

Congratulate me. Go on. I went two whole days without talking to my son either through text messaging, IM, or phone. Don't ask how panicked I was on Friday (day three) when I hadn't seen him online all day.

For the record, he's fine.

So, today, I decide it was time to clean up his room. I moved the dresser against east wall and moved his table to the foot of his bed. I put things in drawers. Hubby and I discussed what to do with all his treasures (we'll be picking up plastic containers from Wal-Mart this coming week for storage). Now, we I walk through the hallway, I no longer jump looking into his room. I would jump because I'm used to him being in there. It would startle me that he wasn't. Now, with the room rearranged, my monkey brain doesn't panic because it's no longer the room he had.

Plus, with the big table at the foot of his bed, I can use it for a writing table. It will give me room to lay out my books plus I'll have my back to the wall. Hubby and I talked: he can go to bed at 10:00 pm. I'll write for an hour or so and then go to bed to read (I don't want to give up reading in my sleep routine). I moved my lamp, research notes, and books down there. Once we extend the cable cord, I'll be able to watch telly as I write.

Plus, it's all set for visitors now.

Once my Nathaniel story is finished, I'm setting to work on the novel. Finally. I'm eager to go.

writing, home, hubby, the boy

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