I tossed and turned and just couldn’t shut off my brain. You see, we are having a celebration next Saturday! Our middle son, Luke, is graduating from high school! We are so proud of him! And because of this great celebration, we will be hosting lots of company; just a few (500 or so) of our closest friends and family who love Luke and are as proud of him as Tim and I are.
And because of our great celebration and hosting lots of people, I layed (or is it laid? I never figured this out from the last time we discussed this topic) awake thinking of the dingy carpet and the stain where the dog threw up that we can’t seem to get out. And I pondered over the true lack of enough furniture we own so that said 500 family and friends can happily sit and relax while eating cake and tell stories and laugh~ ya know, family stuff.
And I thought of the yard and area surrounding the house that looks REALLY ragged because we have had 77 days of rain~ straight. Well, maybe I exaggerate. But twice yesterday and today it rained on me so hard I had to give up the mowing for fear I was going to be hit be lightning. And I’m pretty tall so that could really happen!
(Tall people fear lightening! Short people have no fear of lightening. Short people intuitively know to stand next to a tall person for safety in a thunder storm. Don’t doubt me on this!)
And I contemplated the fact that I STILL haven’t sent out Luke’s graduation announcements to our out of town family. (Now this fact isn’t terrible because most of those family members won’t be able to make the ceremony anyway. But in the middle of the night it seemed terrible.)
The bathroom I was going to paint over the winter? Never happened.
Our lovely front porch still isn’t stained and has to be shored up or it might fall off the house (now this again isn’t exactly true but everything is dark in the wee hours of the morning.)