I would normally be sleeping right now, but I got up to build a fire, so Chris wouldn't have to before he went to work. But Ben is asleep, and I can post. I'm really sleepy, though. My body isn't made to function before 8 at the earliest. Well, not when I have a kid that refuses to go to sleep until midnight or later. And even then, he wakes up a lot if I'm not in bed with him. I've kind of just resigned myself to the fact that this is just the way things are. It won't last forever, so I should just be patient. Sometimes it's really hard to be patient.
I'm gearing up to go out of town again. I'll be in GA with my family there for three! weeks! I'm pretty excited about it. I am a little grumpy about leaving my house for so long right after I got back from a two week trip to Utah, but it's worth it. I usually only get to go out there once a year. And I'm also supposed to sing at my dad's funeral with my brother and sister, but I just caught my second cold in as many weeks, so we'll see how my voice sounds when Saturday rolls around. Apparently, it also makes me form sentences with too many conjunctions.
How is it that I can think of things to write on my blog all day long only to have none of it come to mind when I'm actually sitting here typing. And I know some might tell me to write it down, but I pick my battles around here. If the cub sees his mama with a pen and paper, well, he just needs to have it.
I finished our taxes yesterday. Hooray! But because we're claiming the new homebuyer credit, we have to paper file, which kind of sucks, but it's worth it. Side note: Target makes generic cherry cough drops to compete with Luden's, and they are just as good. Actually, I really don't know that they could be considered as anything but candy. Nothing soothes a sore throat like some delicious candy cherry drops is what I always say. Anyway, taxes. They are done. The year that we don't overpay on our taxes will be the year that I hate to file. But it will probably also mean that our house is paid off and we'll both be done with school. So I guess that would be pretty nice.
I've decided that if I'm going to have an etsy shop, I need to put real hours into it if I actually want to to become a supplement to our income. Chris has reservations as to whether I'll actually make money doing it, and I really hope that I can. I have some designs floating around in my head, but I have no pattern making experience, so I'm hoping I don't ruin any fabric while I experiment. Because I hate to waste fabric. Really, I hate wasting anything that costs money. So stay tuned for the someday when I will actually start an etsy shop, I guess. But of course, that will be after I get back from GA. Poor Chris. I think he might starve to death while I'm gone. Man cannot live on ramen alone. It won't keep him from trying, though.
The Walmart here has put all of a woman's menstrual needs in one place. You can buy pads, tampons, woman targeted pain relievers, and Dove chocolate all from the same section of shelves. It made me laugh.
Speaking of pads (that segue just wrote itself, people), have you heard about the new iPad? I can't decide if it's awesome or not. Although, I think if I were to buy such a thing, I would purchase one of it's PC based competitors. Not that we'll be buying one in the next century. We have plenty of computers per capita in this house. (Sorry Chris) But last night, I was thinking about how cool it would be to have a small device that could access the music on our network and sing me to sleep. Because then I wouldn't have to have the foresight to divine what exactly I'm going to want to listen to later in order to put those musics on my phone. I'm also hesitant to buy an mp3 player because my phone plays music. But my phone's (which was not my first choice for a phone, but we got them for a penny! each on amazon) music player has horrible awful organization. I can't play an album in sequential order. I get to listen to it in whatever jumbled order the phone decides to play it. It's not set on any kind of shuffle or random. It's just stupid. But I just can't bring myself to purchase an mp3 player. If I could use one in my car, I might. But I can't use an FM transmitter because those plug into your cigarette lighter, and mine doesn't work. I have a feeling that it would cost more than it's worth to fix that. Eventually, someday, when I get a new car, none of this will matter (or maybe, just the cigarette lighter part won't matter). But right now, I plan on driving my Subaru for ever and ever until it dies. I like not having a car payment.
Wow, this post has been one long ramble. Sorry about that. I guess that's what happens when I've gotten negligible amounts of sleep and try to communicate.