Dear John

Dear John,

The kids have been asking about you all day, and none of them are very happy with the thought of not seeing you until Sunday morning.   They've started to ask and nag so much in fact, that I've started telling them you will come back when (and only when) their rooms are clean;)

Ha!

Truth be told- I kinda wish you were coming home tonight too.  I just know I'm not going to sleep very good.   I'll probably move the big sofa in front of the front door just like I do when you go on Young Men's camps.    (It just feels safer with a sofa blocking the door, you know?)    Luckily, none of the kids wanted to sleep in their own rooms, so we are all camped out together on the basement floor watching Annie.   

Oh hey, a beautiful flower arrangement was delivered to me here at the house, and I was so excited because I realized you were surely missing me too.   

Turns out - they weren't from you.

I figured with you away at the Volleyball tournament, this would be as good a time as any to do some work around the house.   So.....

Right after school the kids and I went down and bought a few cans of paint.  (I knew you'd try to stop me, so I made sure to wait until your bus had pulled outta town;)

  You know that bright Blue "accent" wall in our bedroom?   

Well...it is now more of a greenish, grayish, beige sorta color?   Not quite what I expected, but no worries, I think I can still bring it all together.

   

  I thought of you about a hundred times as I painted, because I know how particular you are and how much you insist that "things be done right" and all.  You'll be happy to know that this time I actually used that green painters tape along the edges.

And actually took the time to do all that annoying "cutting." 

And I used a drop sheet.

And even applied a Primer first!

Those four things really helped improve the quality of my work.  Who knew?

I suppose I should let you know that this evening a couple of high school students needed a couch to sit on while watching the football game.   So I gave them ours. 

  (I figured you'd appreciate and admire that act of kindness on my part.)   

Of course, it meant that we'd probably have to buy a new couch.  

(Done and Done!;)

It was a really productive day, and I probably should have stopped there, but I had just enough energy still to want to carry that greenish, grayish, beige sorta paint color on into our en suite bathroom.

Which meant - the wall paper had to go: 

Twenty minutes into the removal process I realized just how much I dislike removing wall paper.

 ("stupid, dumb, boring, hate it!":) 

Man I wish you were here to finish this job for me.  

Who knows?

  It may just be waiting here for ya when you get back:)

SLEEP WELL!!!

Love, 

Your Wifey