Wow, its Tuesday. Mr Underwood is home. Love that.
I’ve been missing the time to write. How are you, friends? These headaches are getting the best of me. Or is it a headache? I saw a wholistic Dr last week. Or as Ryan would say “the nuts & berry Doc”. Maybe she does look a bit out there, but I’m not feeling great. And running at low efficiency… well, its getting the best of me. My smart friend Elizabeth is also trying to diagnose me. If only it were simple.
I sold Jameson’s bed last night. (A futon that served as our guest bed before Lucia came along). He got promoted to it when we were setting up the nursery for baby sister.
It was getting older and Jameson has been telling me lately that his body hurts all over. So I came home with a box spring, mattress, a gallon of paint, and some yellow spray paint called “bright idea” after work. Oh… I have the ideas, just not the will power to dig in tonight. It just about breaks my heart. Sorry, this post is headed down hill fast. I’m tucking in. Tomorrow is a new day!