My "Blah" Day

I didn't sleep well so it was hard to get up and function today. I ended up watching TV via the internet (no TV services for us for now) for a couple hours and then it took me another couple of hours just to get jazzed enough to get dressed. I drove my daughter to her and my dentist appointments.

Surprise surprise I needed a filling. I had not emotionally and mentally prepared myself for the shot and/or the drill, so I started shaking pretty badly, but I was able to keep from crying as my daughter was in the room with me and I didn't want to traumatize her with my psychosis LOL (irrational fear of needles....fine with the pain....have severe issues with things penetrating my skin tho ~ and as for the drill I had a bad dentist one time, we'll leave it at that).

I with my half-dead face and my daughter with her "she's fine but will need braces someday" checkup done we headed for lunch. She picked McDonald's (of course) but I can't stand McDonald's anymore, so even though I ordered I didn't eat anything except a few fries.

Driving home was awful - I kept feeling so tired I could barely keep my eyes open! Either because I didn't sleep well or because I was coming down off the adrenalin of getting a filling (if you've followed any of my blogs you know what an ordeal it is for me to go to the dentist even though I have the best dentist ever!!). I ended up trying to slap my leg really hard but accidentally hit the gearshift and the unexpected pain kept me plenty awake all the way home.

Once home I found out some children decided that if I wasn't home to ask permission they could do whatever they wanted. Well I had to nip THAT in the bud! We now have a new rule in place: If a parent isn't available to grant you permission, the answer is NO.

I quickly tried to make dinner. My husband had requested chili, so I had kids grab me the ingredients while I prepared my workstation and got started. My stepdaughter brought me ground turkey instead of ground beef. I had to go to the store to get ground beef. While walking home (the store is just down the street) I was thinking the LAST time we had chili we mixed ground turkey in it in an effort to be a little healthier, and if my memory served it was pretty good! The seasoning in chili is pretty stout and you can't really tell what meat is in it anyway, so I went ahead and put on pound of ground turkey in it along with a pound of chili (feeding seven people, over half of them very LARGE people).

I thought the end result was excellent!! Even better than the last time we had chili!!

Well my husband took one bite and asked me what kind of meat was in it. I told him and he shoved his plate away exclaiming how much he hated it. I was surprised because I thought it was so good (and everyone else was enjoying their chili with gusto) and we had the same thing a while back! But then the Mr. informed me that it was actually sausage we mixed with the ground beef the last time. Well oh well, bully for him because ground turkey in sausage was AWESOME!

Now I'm just trying to baby step until bedtime, and it might be an early on at that. I have no idea why I'm so lethargic, but it's horrible! Hopefully tonight I'll get a good night's sleep!

Books for Halloween

 I am reading flavorwire.com's "50 scariest books of all time." Surprise, surprise, the #1 spot is held by "It"(Stephen King).  I guess I'm the only one on the planet who thought that "It" was about as scary as a newborn kitten crying under the bed. I may re-read it sometime and try to get past the ridiculous (seemingly drug-induced) junk and see if it's better.

    What WAS surprising was to see Margaret Atwood's "The Handmaid's Tale" on the list (at #8 even!). I thought that was a very interesting story (I'm all about the utopia/anti-utopia genre) and I was fascinated right up to the last page, but I would never have considered it a "scary" story. I think of it as more of a disturbing story, because it could actually happen. Maybe THAT'S why it's scary. ;)

     "Lord of the Flies" (William Golding) is also on the list. I haven't actually read this book yet (that I can remember) but I'm pretty sure it's in my garage so I'll get to read it soon.

Another surprise: "Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark", by Alvin Schwartz. I seriously read this when I was like, 11. Yes, they were super-scary (I remember some vividly, TO THIS DAY), but I honestly thought they were scary for KIDS (thus, why I was reading them). If I still have this book, I may reconsider letting the kids read it yet.

It's final.

I have successfully removed all traces of my existence from anywhere else in the world and have moved it all completely into my garage.

So when people ask, "are you all moved-in?" I say, "yep."

Still not a whole lot is in my HOUSE, however....it's almost exclusively in the garage. But it's all on this PROPERTY so it counts.

I am moving things in slowly but I'm basically at a standstill.

The standstill is this....a lot of my stuff needs to go in or on something. Something that is usually a larger piece of furniture. Most of the furniture is still in the garage. I cannot move the furniture in until after we paint. We cannot paint until I have plastic sheets to cover up the floors and what little furniture that's actually made it into the house. We don't have those sheets of plastic so nothing is getting done at all.

I'm mostly fine with this because we have found it's relatively easy to live with hardly any of life's little extras, but at the same time it's frustrating because at the beginning I was all excited to have all that extra time to get the painting done before we even started moving in and then suddenly I didn't have that time and it never got done, due to either a miscommunication with the husband or his temper (dealing with the unfair landlords), not sure which.

Still, it's all good. We will eventually be able to start scraping and sanding and I will do it all myself if that's what it takes to get it done. But like I said...we're kind of in a standstill.

Slow and steady steps is better than nothing.