Today is Monday and a lot has happened so far already! Right now it's rest time, so nothing exciting is happening.
Guess what? Savannah reads the Warrior Cat books! We are really good friends and we just played in a huge pile of sand at the beach! It was a lot of fun, but now my pants are all sandy, AND I have to go to the dance in them!
Anyways, I miss you all (yes, even Lydia) and I got your letter at lunch, so no worries! I hope to write you again.
(Tell Phoebe I said, "Meow!")
= ) Love you!
Well, she didn't write us again, but I'll take what I can get. And a speshul thanks to those of you who took the time to write her while she was at camp. = )
In other news, three houses in our immediate neighborhood are for sale: the houses on either side of us, and one kiddy-corner across the street. It's making me feel a little self-conscious about the kind of neighbor I am.
The weather report: it rained so much this week I felt like we were living in Seattle. The good news? Our yard looks great. The bad news? Our roof was leaking. Thankfully, we have a neighbor-friend who's a roofer by profession. He came over today and tarred up a couple of spots. He wouldn't take a penny, either. I guess we can't be terrible neighbors then. Unless everyone is just living in fear of us....
Part of the reason I haven't blogged lately is because the leaky roof has caused me to go through everything in the secret room**. Everything. So far I've gone through all of the clothes and shoes, Christmas decorations, reorganized the kids' completed school work, and I have bags and boxes of stuff for Goodwill. I still have a few boxes of who-knows-what to sort through, and I really need to get rid of some more books. *sigh* That's the hardest part.
**The Secret Room is a 24' x 9' space under the slanty part of our roof at the back of the house. You have to go through Jeffrey's room to get there. It's one of the things that sold us on this house eight years ago.
Jeffrey's closet (above)
Jeffrey's hanging clothes are to my right as I take this one.
Voila! The Secret Room
(Well, not-so-secret anymore.)
This isn't a true "before" picture, so you can imagine how bad it was before I began!
Our cat, Phoebe, shedding her fur right where I last vacuumed. Typical.
I don't blame her for being in here though. It's so nice and quiet. Ahhhh....
Here's an area I feel is finished. Emma's and Jeffrey's completed school work (K through now) is in those bins, and the rack holds shoes-in-waiting. Boots are behind it, and the cardboard box holds soccer gear.
It's going to take me most of the weekend to finish in here, but I'm going through every tiny, little thing. Besides, I haven't cleaned this out for at least three years. (Hmmm...Samuel is three. There might be a connection there.) In any case, it's nice to take a break from working on the porch. I'll post some porch pictures another day for those of you who aren't on Facebook.