This is a post totally not about personal looks, but of the work I’ve done for 4 days.
As you know, our sleeping arrangements have been quite fucked up and shitty since moving in with my parents. Sleeping on floors, airmatresses and couches before finally getting a bed last year. Now, before Thanksgiving mom found a futon for NSLM so that he was off the floor. Monkey has been bouncing between my bed, the couch and floor. She’s 9, what else is there to say?
Well, my AMAZING neighbor gave me a bed frame for free for all the clothes I’ve been giving her little sweet girl that Monkey adores and gets along with SOOOOO well, and for letting the girls play together and all kinds of neighbor mom friend things. So for the last 4 days I have been arranging and rearranging and moving and generally putting my shoulder and body through its paces as if I were back at work. Lemme tell ya, I am pleased as PUNCH as the way things have turned out.
I took NSLM’s futon and put it in Monkey’s area and rearranged all that space for her resulting in….
Since she looks loves the couch she has her own now!
I then moved my bed with help from NSLM into his room resulting in….
Once he figures out his setup (which will take FOREVAH) we will paint his room cool Dr. Who colors
While doing all that the living room looked like a hoarders hayday:
That is a 60 Oz Mt. Dew on the blue dresser. I was awake until 6:30 the next morning as I’d also had a real up of coffee with my sister New Year’s morning.
At one point my room looked like this:
Mind you I’ve been working in circles on all the rooms and the bed frame is fuckered up and took loooooooots of maneuvering to get it situated.
Final finished project of my room iiiiiiiissss…
Not only did I give up my comfortable bed so that Monkey could have her “couch” and NSLM has a much better and more comfortable bed for a growing teenage boy/young man, but I was able to put away the little Christmas stuff we had out, go through my memory box and upgrade to a tote and give Monkey my old memory box for her own, I also put away all of her christmas art stuff, made a large goodwill bag and books to take to Half Priced Books to sell, but I was able to grab all but one box of my stuff that has been in my sister’s garage for almost 2 years-old pictures. Monkey even set out my picture of my grampa on my small dresser and surrounded it with candles. As much as she is full of energy, she and NSLM Both have the most kind and generous of hearts. As much as they are my heathens, my Thing 1 and Thing 2, they have saved my life in so many ways. So I will GLADLY sacrifice my comfort for theirs. Oh, and not only did I to the room rearranging, I washed Barbie hair and if the sink were empty I’d finally wash Merida’s and give it a good condition. Yes, I washed Monkey’s barbies. Looks like I have some My Little Ponies to do as well. I don’t mind.
Now if it weren’t for my uterus doing her Alien Resurrection reenactment, I’d be out there going though the rest of my boxes. Yeah, nope. Not happening. Fresh tea and pain meds on board, lying in mom and dad’s bed with the heated mattress pad up to 8-oh how I need one my self-and a nice warm rice pack subtly dulling the pain.
Now, I am going to take a nap and wait to hear from N. I want to thank someone super huge hearted for getting me down to see him. Plans went arrie and I’m so beyond grateful that this person helped me through their personal time of struggle.
19 days and I’ll be in Florida. And I’m making plans to see so family friends down there too. Maybe convince N to drive me to Dr K’s Exotic Animal ER for Monkey. That show made her want to be a veterinarian, and I know Purdue has one of the best Vet schools in the country as well as their engineering programs. I wish to thank these Dr.s for showing my daughter that there are ZERO limitations. She’s amazing with animals, as observed by her pig who only let’s her pick him up and plays pearch pig on her.
Yes I know, tangent. Bit it wouldn’t be a post by a Bipolar 1 with out those “Oh a butterfly” moments. At least I’m too drugged up to rant about DB. I’m just over it. Fuck it.
Hope you’ve all had a wonderful winter break. An no new years resolutions in this household. I’ve got enough pressure on myself without committing to an unattainable and illusory goal. I’m just gonna keep being me. And if you don’t like it, no skin off my back. That’s why I keep my circle small and enemies are outliers.
Loves to you all and here’s to a better 2016 than last year. BONUS THIS YEAR: LEAP YEAR! Gotta love that extra day to fuck up out already precious scheduleds