she’s in the hospital. they’ve induced labor. only Randy is there with her right now. she’s not in active labor, they just put some medication on her cervix to try to soften and get things rolling. i’m going to be an Aunt….again. i called and spoke to her myself. i expected to perhaps get sad. oddly…right now i’m ok. time heals everything.
My friend Alan works for Sherwin Williams and is coming tonight to get me squared away on paint information. He’s such a nice guy. I called him with a few questions and he’s on it like Superman on Lois Lane. I picked the colors below…but he says they are so full of tint that they’ll be hard to paint with and not the best choices to work with at all. He has other recommendations for me and is willing to come over to my workplace to help me out in about an hour. What a guy!! It’ll be nice to see him again..it’s been months. He used to sit right next to me for nearly a year here at work. I can’t believe how quickly he offered to drive right over at work and help me. I even told him he didn’t have to, but he insisted. Friendships…..so nice to have them. He even offered to come to our house and help us paint….provided we keep him juiced on some good beer. 
only you
i choose
among the entire world
is it fair
of you
letting me be unhappy
my heart
is a pen
in your hand
it is all
up to you
to write me happy or sad
i see only
what you reveal
and live as you say
all my feelings
have the color
you desire to paint
from the beginning
to the end
no one but you
please make
my future
better than the past
when you hide
i change
to a Godless person
and when you
appear
i find my faith
don’t expect
to find any more in me
than what you give
don’t search for
hidden pockets because
i’ve shown you that
all i have
is all you gave.
Rumi
dedicated to BraN who’s getting married in 1.5 weeks…so happy for you. I love this love poem by Rumi. Remember all that matters is her….and she’s always right. 
I wrote my husband a pretty big check this morning. Twice today I have nearly fallen into a huge anxiety attack. While I trust him, I have trust issues. After so many disappointing events with “other” men in my life, it’s difficult for me not to freak out. It was a rather large check from my account to his. For what purpose? Honestly it’s because he’s far far more responsible with money than me. He doesn’t get distracted by racks of new books, shoes, emails from Old Navy advertising new spring/summer clothes, etc. etc. etc. He doesn’t go to Starbucks every day if he feels like it. And yes with the new house in the picture I am going to have to revise some of my spending habits myself. However, the smartest thing for me to do is to write him a big check and be content in the knowledge that the man will take care of things far better than I.
I considered paying off my car recently, but the savings for paying off early was really not significant, in fact it was so small I don’t know if I was actually saving anything at all!! So I skipped that idea and figured the smartest financial move was to entrust him with that giant bankroll.
Oh but the angst. I nearly drove back to the apartment to snatch back that check….and yes that’s my own issue speaking not his inability or lack of trustworthiness. I know that since I did that I will not feel so badly about being the one with more bills/expenses than him and I won’t be frivolous with that money. Oh but the angst when writing that check…..it was there. It’s slowly subsiding. I know it’s the right decision, I’m overcoming an issue and that’s never pain free.
We’re both anxious to get the show on the road. We are not slated to get the keys until the 15th and the lease we’re currently in with our apartment is not up until the end of May so we have to pay May’s rent but we’re both fried on the whole apartment complex, etc. We’re done with it and yet have to deal with it for another month. It’s going to suck. I watched two Mexican guys this morning moving stuff from one apartment to another one across the way…meaning about five apartment doors down from one to another, same size apartment. This means something seriously went wrong in their apartment and they were moved due to it. I oh so know what this feels like and while I could relate I was also fed up just seeing it happening.
I suppose we just can’t wait to move on to bigger and better things…. I personally can’t wait to get settled and bake some cookies in that kitchen.
A few more pics with information on flickr…click on the pic. The orange
stripe near the garage is a color sample. They are going to paint the house
with guess what? A tuscon color scheme!!!! *squeal* And who’s the girl
with the obsession with all things European???? Oh and I forgot to mention,
the house is on a corner lot.
