I have done some drastic changing this year. I have stepped down at work from supervisor'ish to just employee, and completely changed my schedule from stay at home mom during the week and workaholic during weekends, to real life working. This will be the first time I have ever had a weekend off since I was in high school, and that was a long time ago.
I have so much to do... I started with the flower bed in the front of our house. Last night, well after the sun went down, I was digging away at dirt and cement thingys trying to make better since of what was the flower bed in the front yard. As I'm digging away, the neighbor comes out and says " You're probably the first person in 5 years that's cared about what the flower bed looks like", and I could tell. I am a girl that hates to get her hands dirty! As a little girl, I hear stories of bloody curl screaming when my grandmother tried to get me to dig in the flower beds with her, and immediately demanding to be bathed to get all that reched dirt off me.
I think I've grown up a little now. I was on hands and knees (with gloves on...let's not go totally crazy), piling dirt and taking away dirt to get pavers levelish for the border of my new flower bed, that's going to be great for curb appeal I might add. I am really enjoying having a house of my own to do whatever I want to it. We've only been living here for about 5months, but I think we've already made it better. We have a lot more to do to make it exactly what we want, but it's just going to take some time. I wish we could just do it all now, but here's where patience is going to have to take a front seat in our instant gradifying life we once had and are now paying for. OMG... I think I'm starting to sound like a grown up... yuck!
