What's become of us?

I came upstairs to blog, because that is where I do this. I like to call it the office, but really it's a old gutted kitchen. Why, you ask is she typing in an old gutted kitchen? The prior owners of this house sectioned off the upstairs and rented it out as an apartment. My husband, Matt and I didn't want to play the renting game because you never know what kind of nut you could wind up having as your tenant, so we opened up the stairwell which involved knocking down a wall. There are two bedrooms upstairs and there used to be a bathroom. Ugly little closet like bathroom with shiny panelling all over the walls and a teeny tiny little shower stall. Well we were going to enlarge the bathroom and the bedrooms using up the space that use to be the kitchen, but that has not happened yet nor will it happen any time in the near future unless we win the lotto or this blog does really really well...hint, hint.

So I'm sitting in the "office" typing away with holes ripped in the ceiling and walls, exposed pipes that use to be the kitchen sink, linoleum flooring torn up in various areas, and of course the cat litter pan, which once again needs changing but bad. It's the scooping kind, but for some reason it doesn't get scooped on a daily basis maybe cuz I'm busy? Ya think? I really believe if we saved all the old used cat litter, we could repave our driveway with it. That scooping stuff hardens like rock! Maybe even build us a nice patio out back? The possibilities are endless and also stinky - I'm thinking like anything, we will either get use to the smell or it will eventually dissipate?

So I came up here to just write because I haven't done it in a awhile and I missed it, like a dear old friend and I start IMing my husband who is down in the basement in his "office". Let's not even go there..... I'm just surprised he doesn't have mold spores growing on him...it's cold, damp & yucky down there - makes my "office" look pretty posh. So why are we IMing? It's sort of fun because we write each other funny one liners that always crack me up. He's very good at making me laugh which is one of my most favorite things in the whole world.

I am tired, and not as punchy as I normally am at this hour so this blog lacks a bit... I will try again tomorrow.

Mary