Good Morning everyone! It's 9:30 on this fine Fall morning and I've already had several cups of coffee, gotten the kids ready for school, donated an hour of my time filing papers for one of my kids teachers, taken photos around the house and bothered The Brad profusely. Let me ask you: what have you done this morning. Can you top my s***? Think not.
I wanted to fill you in on my elimination diet. I basically eliminated it. But I noticed when I started to bring wheat back in, which was the final thing I bought back, that I really felt headachy again. So, I'm dumping wheat for good. I mean, 93% of it. Come on. I'm not going to sit here and tell you that I'll never have a bagel again. But yes, I think wheat is my culprit and if I hadn't experimented, I would have never known.
Around the house. Ok. We have some serious work to do still- but the painting is complete in the girls rooms. I hear the flooring has arrived at gool 'ol Home Depot. So that is next. We have to decide if we are going to do a self-leveler before we set down the floors (and yes Trace, I will let the wood sit in the boxes for a few days to acclimate. Damn you! you are no good for my patience, woman!)
By the way, I am pretty tired today, even though I sound so energetic and ready to go. I basically keep trucking even though I am tired. I don't rest. It's great for the immune system, I hear.
HEY! Do you like the bookshelves? Way cool, no? But: some of the boards are already "smiling." I don't know what they're so happy about. Must be my bubbly personality and serious good looks. Brad will add a few more stabilizer boards and then they can stop smiling at me. The last thing I need around here is a bookcase trying to get fresh.
Like our cat? Great. You can take her. She keeps me up all night pouncing on my feet.
Had a nice day at the art show yesterday. Have to say- there is something very satisfying about selling one's own art. You should try it sometime. But before you try it....note this:
If you decide to become an artist to make some money, you'll go through a slight mental break-down soon after you first make the decision. You'll cry a lot and basically hate yourself for a good couple months. Then right when you start to feel more stable about what you're doing artistically, someone will call you a little crafty mommy. You'll want to punch this person in the face. Hard. Just a nice, clean shot to the jaw. Or the nose. Either will do. But you'll think better of yourself, because you don't want your kids to see you hauled off in a cop car. Anyway. Soon you'll be feeling on top of your game. And then....Wow. You really wish you could make just a little more money. Or a lot. But, you'll remember that most millionaires feel that way too. So, you'll just relax in a nice hot bath and think how semi-proud of yourself you are.
Anyway. Gotta go now. Much to do as usual. The advice is free, by the way. Just leave a comment if you love me.