As all good things must come to an end...so must this blog. Not because I haven't enjoyed writing it, but because we have decided to sell our darling house and return to the land of perpetual heat (Dallas/Fort Worth, TX). We have spent the last several weeks working non-stop to get the house in a condition that we would be proud to list on the real estate market for. That meant lots of work, long hours, and no time to blog. However, I do have some really great photos and over the next few days will be updating the blog with the results of all our work so that you all can see them.
By the way, we did list the house on the market and had our first showings yesterday at an open house. This morning we were made two offers on the house and accepted one of them. If everything goes as scheduled we will be leaving our sweet little home to new owners to care for in just over a month.
I am finally starting to feel much more like myself. I can't believe how long this bronchitis and sinus infection actually hung on. We have finally been able to take the Whohead off of her nightly dose of cough medicine and I have quit having to carry a box of Kleenex with me everywhere I go. You would think that this would mean I would be racing to the paint store to finally purchase my trim paint. Unfortunately that isn't the case because L is trying like crazy NOT to come down with the same crap. He has asthma so I'm holding off a bit longer on the painting until I know that he isn't going to spend all night coughing.
I hadn't planned to see the doctor today but the Whohead started coughing pretty badly around 4:30 this morning so I figured we could "kill two birds with one stone" and both go in for an office visit. The Who came down with a runny nose over the weekend and since that's the way my illness started it didn't surprise me when she started coughing. That being said...I don't do "helpless" very well. And being a mommy with a sick kid means that you ARE helpless. So I packed her up this afternoon and went to see our family doctor. We both have bronchitis and were informed it can take up to 6 weeks to fully recover.
So there have been several e-mails sent to me by friends and loyal readers wondering what happened to me. I flaked out on the latter part of the summer and then in September got some motivation back and then WHAM, I dissappeared.