Another Monday
This weekend was the first, in 2 or 3, that I wasnāt working on that darn kitchen of mine. I finished stripping the wallpaper, patching the holes, priming and texturizing andāpainting the walls a lovely yellow, Thursday at 11:30 p.m. to be exact. I never ever like anything until I am exposed to it for at least 4-6 weeks. Butā¦I love the new walls. Love the texture (although itās not perfect) and love the paint color (even though I slopped some on the trim and floor and now have to clean it).
The only injuries I sustained from this undertaking were slicing my pointy finger almost to the bone with my utility knife and a huge bruise on the inside of one of my knees from falling off the fireplace bench. Have I ever mentioned I am the queen of clumsy? And I want to mention my incredibly sore muscles. Painting walls can give you muscular abs, however, for the record that did not happen to me. Just lots of pain where muscular abs would be if I had them.
So, itās done. Iām glad. Now onward to the other part of the kitchen and building shelves on each side of the fireplace to display all that blue and white glassware I own.
And I think my brain blockage is nearly cured. I wrote this. I wrote a little something for the rural blog (will be posted this week). And best of all, I wrote a few pages on a short titled, The Hotel.
The Office
ā¦no not the TV show, but my new office. Last Thursday, I receive the keys to my new office and this weekend my daughter went with me to clean and move things in. When I get the word to move, Iāll be ready. Dr. Lovely Daughter forgot that she had agreed to help me clean and didnāt bring appropriate clothing. That sounds suspicious to me. She did help me..after all. But, I had to remind her of the constant combing of her āCrystal Gayleā hair when she was a child. I also brought up the fact that I spent 5 million dollars on raising her and her brother. And then I whipped out the big gun, I reminded her of the womb experience of 9 months and 2 weeks and the fact that she took her sweet time being born. (Just kidding...about the 5 million.)
I hope (and am praying) that I will do a good job as school social worker. Middle School kiddos are a different breed from High School kiddos. I will be serving both populations. One thing they have in common is they severely want to be accepted by their peers and would like to preserve their dignity during the course of their growing up years. Me too.
Halloween
Iām not big on Halloween meaningā¦ I donāt decorate, but I do open my doors to all the kids who want to show off their costumes and collect the treats. My treats are less about candy and more about trinkets and toys.
Last year, I had over 20 tricks or treaters. This year: Eight. Four of WITCH were relatives.
This madman is Techmanās (I work with him) little boy. I told the little guy, his costume is what my nightmares are made of. He thought that was funny. I wasnāt kidding.
I long for little pumpkins, cowboys, and princesses without blood dripping down their necks. Is that so wrong?
Now this is more like it, my brother and I with sacks over our heads. Hmm.
What was your favorite Halloween costume as a child?
Comments
My absolute favorite was being a cowboy...guess I can't escape that, no matter the age, not the boy part, but the horse loving part.
Mason
Thoughts in Progress
LOL, I loved the bag children. My favorite costume was being Siamese twins with a neighbor. We both fit in my dads coveralls. :)
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
And we had zero trick-or-treaters this year. More candy for me!
Love the yellow on your walls - it's the exact shade I want for mine.
You're going to be great at your new job. Sending love and light your way.
No Halloween at our house this year. I never got around to buying candy. The house stayed dark and my wife and I hid in her office room. It looked like there were a ton of kids out--though I must say a lot of them looked pretty big--and I felt kind of sad when I would peek out the blinds and see them passing our dark house as though it didn't exist.
Have a great November!
Lee
Tossing It Out
My all time total for 'spooks' is eight but this year...when I was totally prepared baby...none, nada, zip, zero! More candy for ME! :o)
I'm so happy ya found your writing mojo again.
God bless ya and have a magnificent Monday sweetie!!!
You have a wonderful week .. I'm laughing about your little guy - he looks as though he's enjoying giving you a little fright .. but the bags - were ? so much better .. but your chap .. I know he's not yours! .. but he's great ..
Have a good week .. Hilary
I remember going as Wonder Woman one year. I hear what you are saying about the costumes. It is difficult to pick them out now for my kids...either too gory for the boys or too sexy for my girls.
You'll be great as a school social worker-I'm totally confident! Hope you really enjoy it!
Glad the writerās block is disappearing.
For the life of me I canāt remember one halloween costume from my childhood. I donāt know if thatās because they were so non-descript or because the memory part of my brain is shrinking. I guess I need to go dig out the old photo albums.
Ha! That pic of you and your brother is the best!