Home Improvement Projects...NOT!

Neato. This is the first evening I have spent alone in my new house since moving here back in January, and I'm loving every minute of it. My man has been dutifully diligent since the beginning of the year, avoiding taking any business trips whatsoever until now, as he slaves away night and day, trying to fulfill the elaborate promises he made to rebuild a completely unacceptable house into a place I want to be. I appreciate that, and the progess that has been made, but damn...that also means I'm constantly on-call as the construction apprentice, interior designer, and project accountant.

It has been a long, grueling 3 months with hardly a moment of guiltless solitude. That was one of the things I loved most about living in my condo --being able to come home, flop on the couch, watch TV or read for a few hours, and not feel lazy or remiss for not being up doing something -- and having absolutely nobody to answer to or be reasonable with but myself. First of all, everything had its place there -- even if it was a little crowded in some spots -- and I had maid service every other week, so there was rarely a mess to be cleaned up. There was no yardwork to worry about doing, or catching the lawn guys next door to do, even though I was surrounded by lush visually pleasant tropical landscaping.

So tonight, in spite of the fact that the makeshift kitchen looks like it exploded, and there is discarded junk mail strewn everywhere (thanks, John), the floors need to be swept, the guest room made up, and so on and on and on, I am spending the evening as I see fit with no remorse. Somebody knocked on the door earlier, but I wasn't expecting anyone, so I just refused to answer it. Probably somebody wanting to sell me something or invite me to church. They're persistent about that around here. Reminds me, tomorrow when I'm back to doing what I'm supposed to do, I need to order that electronic peephole for the front door I saw on HGTV over the weekend.

But for today, I'll quote the Maxine - Crabby Road cartoon I can't seem to find and include in this post -- "The only home improvement project I'm interested in is gluing my butt to the couch."