The bathroom renovation is, I’d say, three quarters complete. Sheet Rock Chris and Tile Chris are both here now and doing their respective things.
I have run every other day for a week now and made it 2.2 miles at about an 11 minute pace, which is decent for a beginner and someone not training for a race. I have not weighed myself, however. Tomorrow, I am going to add another mile to my run. If I can do 3, I’m going to sign up for some 5ks, just for fun. Actually, to get out of the house for a while, selfish as that is.
I’m getting so incredibly sick of the programming on Nick Jr that we’ve started watching old cartoons on the Boomerang channel. Elliot has now been introduced to Tom and Jerry and a boatload of Popeye.
Isaac was 6 weeks old yesterday. He’ll sleep most anywhere we go and if he wakes, he’s good. I can’t believe it’s already been 6 weeks though. As you know, time flies… Before I know it, he’s going to be Elliot’s age.
Next weekend, Elliot has two birthday parties to attend. One on Saturday and one on Sunday, they’re at the SAME PLACE. God help us but it’s a gigantic warehouse full of bouncies. I am going to lose my mind, I am sure of it.
Being housebound due to the workers is making me nuts. Not that I would leave but I don’t like having that option taken away. I could so go for a latte right now, as Isaac woke me twice last night instead of once, which I was getting used to.
Tomorrow, my plan is to clean this house and I think I’ll start feeling normal again after all this remodel junk. Wish me luck.