So, my kids are attempting to take over my computer. That accounts for the lack of blogging. Our television broke, and I made the mistake of showing them a Netflix move on my computer so they’d be quiet for just a few minutes. Now they think that my big expensive laptop that not even Knut is allowed to touch is theirs. Come to think of it, Knut takes it over in the evenings and watches Nordic ski races on it after the kids are in bed.
I don’t want to get another television, but I seriously need to take back my computer. I can’t get any writing done these days like this. I saved up my knitting money for this computer 2 years ago, and password protected it so it would be one thing that was just mine and I wouldn’t have to share. I was sick of standing in line in this house to use the computer. 2 years later, I find myself in the exact same situation.
Weird picture of me in my jammies with old slippers. It’s an odd picture, I know, but I haven’t been taking many pictures this last week either. They say blog posts should have visuals. There ya go.
One of my best friends is in the hospital. She and her husband went to Chad, Africa a few weeks ago, and she started getting achy and then feverish a few weeks after they got back. She’s been on oxygen, and they’re treating her for a range of things that it could be. They have ruled out several things, but have not pinpointed exactly what it is. I got to visit her, and I just wanted to take this from her, whatever it is she has. It is such a helpless feeling, seeing someone you love in pain. Could I beg some prayers that they would be able to diagnose this, and that she would have a speedy recovery? I know her husband and 3 little kids miss her at home tremendously. She is on my mind throughout the day, through all school and chores, etc.
In other, less important news…
We got a new kitchen table this weekend. Actually, we got it off of a local Facebook buy/sell/swap page for cheap. It turns out that it was this perfect condition table of an older woman who just had to move into a nursing home, and her daughters were cleaning out her condo. We can now fit 7 chairs around this table, and that means that Knut or I don’t have to stand over the counter to eat, or hold our plates on our lap around the table. We can all sit together again. Plus the table is so wide that the kids can’t reach to get the food they want. They have to ask someone to pass it. I think our table manners have increased 150% in the last 24 hours.
Adding new furniture meant that I had to move around some other furniture. We moved an old hand-me-down buffet that was in the kitchen to the front entryway just to have a little bit more space for the bigger table. To move it, I had to empty it out. If I’m emptying out, I might as well wipe down the insides and put everything back better organized. Actually this whole thing has started a chain reaction of spring cleaning that I wasn’t quite ready to start. My house looks great because of it, though. That’s happy.
It’s happy, but also just one more thing to juggle at the moment. I’m smiling a lot seeing everything fall into place as to how I’ve always wanted it arranged in the first place. It’s also got me thinking about refinishing the old buffet this summer. The finish on it is in awful condition. I’m wondering if I should try a chalk paint project with it? I’ll have to start exploring some colors. I may ask my sister-in-law whose how I visited over the weekend for a baby shower. Her painted projects are gorgeous, and she pulls colors together in a way I just can’t. I somehow consistently pick colors about 2 shades off from what I want consistently when it comes to paint.
There’s lots going on in our house this week. David will be testing for his next level of Tae Kwon Do belt (don’t ask me what color). Knut his his huge annual ski race this weekend. He’s nervous, like always. I’m planning on spending my evenings this week actually on my computer and actually finishing all those patterns that have been floating in limbo since before Christmas. I’m really going to do it this time. Promise. Then maybe I’ll have the money to get the kids their own “school” computer. Then I can have this one back to myself.


Stacey says
February 19, 2015 at 12:25 amI loved reading this, as if we were sitting down and having a nice chat. I really hope we get to meet again someday. I feel like we just scratched the surface 🙂