It’s Monday morning here at the Murphy-Lee-Sandness household, and the most common refrain around here is, “Are we there yet?”
Our list of things to do to finish making the house beautiful is really pretty short now, but we are just all damned tired of it. The kitchen ceiling is done; the porches are painted; the bathroom is spackled and needs painting. Unfortunately the frelling toilet tank has sprung a hairline leak, so we are hoping to God that one can buy a rubber sealant for the inside of the tank instead of having to replace the whole flipping tank. :P Beyond that it’s mostly caulking and painting in the rest of the upstairs. It *is* looking progressively more attractive. This is just tiring. Bah.
Today: writing, painting, and gymming. Not necessarily in that order.
BTW, we skipped the Bruce Campbell thing because we were too tired to deal with fanboys, and went to see The Transporter 2, which was even worse than we expected it to be. :)
I gotta say that it being Monday morning at your house really threw me for a loop. I gotta say that.
I figured it out though.
I just assumed that it was something about Alaska being in that weird time zone…
Right. It’s Monday in the sense that Thursday and Friday are the days the boys have off, so our week starts today. :)
It will get more confusing again in October when Ted goes to a M-F schedule.
Oh goody. :)