(my poor impression of The Count)
That was this morning after drying my hair. One, then another nearby. Sad? Dismayed? Bizarrely pleased? I’ll let you guess.
So this means I’m officially getting older, right? I’ve been waiting years for these puppies… likely why they waited so long to appear when people younger than me have them (and likely hate me a little for my attitude). What can I say? I look forward to aging gracefully. I also remember the obsession my Mother had with dying her hair and covering her greys) and how I’m *so* not doing that. I appreciate how much younger she looked after she’d dyed it, but still. Give me a few more years when I’ve more wrinkles, then we’ll talk.
So it’s Friday, and I’ve just realized that this weekend is when I promised I’d send the boys upstairs and take over the kitchen table to sew up our blasted insulated curtains. A good thing, since having insulating fabric draped all over our office is… annoying. Once it’s gone I’ll have so much MORE room to fill in with little piles of yarn and half-finished knitting projects! YAY! (?) Why does it take so much time to find a place for everything when you move? Even when you’re moving into a larger space? The kitchen is huge… and cluttered. The office is lovely… and is our toss-all room for anything that doesn’t have a home yet. It’s gone from being my refuge to being a source of stress. Oh for the time (without little boys) to do something about it. As it is I can hardly take my eyes off Victor since he’s hell-bent on getting his grubbers on Ethan’s glasses. Every 30 sec sometimes I’m telling him no or snatching them back. I remember when Ethan went through the grabby phase. It wasn’t so bad since we just moved anything he wanted but should have out of reach. I wish we could with his glasses…
Victor’s going through another growth-spurt. His legs have been ‘itchy’ the past few nights, making sleeping a challenge for us all. I hope it passes quickly, though I’m both proud and shocked at how big he is and how-on-earth can he get any bigger?!
