My Kitchen Part II

Cupboard doors were hung today! I'm loving it and looking forward to my new floor and walls. And hopefully counter top!

My little kitchen

Some click-lock flooring came onsale that I adore so we bought enough to do the kitchen/livingroom/hallway in it. My wonderful mother saw this as an opportunity to sink her teeth into what was my rather trailer-like kitchen. So for our Christmas present she bough paint and redid my cabinets for me. This is a work in progress. Things are getting done in stages. My cupboards are slab doors and I imagine grooves being put in them so they looked like plank doors. A little wider than beaded. My mother and her ability to use power tools got the lines in and they look great. Can't wait to see them hung!

My first grey hair

Today I plucked from my head what appeared to be the first grey hair of many. I was not sad or concerned, just curious to see it up close. I'm young still. Younger than I feel I should be and grey hair doesn't bother me.

Upon closer inspection the hair appeared to be blonde on the end possibly from sun bleaching. But because i couldn't tell for certain we are going with grey.

If my friends jumped off a bridge...

I would too. Well at least I blog when they blog.
I won't give excuses for not blogging. Honestly, I just don't think I am as witty in writing as I want to be.

A lot has happened. O is crawling, Dassa is blatantly refusing to even try to use the potty. I reached my weight loss goal an that feels great. I'm down to 133lbs. Hopefully I keep it off when I am completely done breastfeeding. The O is pretty much self weaned. In fact, if I wished he could be right on formula. He decided he liked the bottle as he doesn't have to work as hard.

I was going to write more. Share the really difficult season I am in but Dassa is draped across my lap and O has crawled over and his clinging to my legs. As usual, they win.

Confessions of a psychopath

I'm not really a psycho I just feel like it some days. Specially when my little one fusses every time I set him down. His screeching is a kin to nails being drug down a chalkboard.

The truth of it is I am dealing with postpartum depression. I don't know if my tubal ligation contributed to it or of it is really hormonal or just being too overwhelmed with life. So i have let go off my garage saleing for now. Honestly, I can't really go anyways as we have had family up and next weekend i have a horse show to attend.

The good news is I am 140lbs. Only 5lbs away from my goal of being 135 by the end of summer. I don't think I'll be quite there as i consider the end of august the end of summer but close!

I really am going to start a new blog. But Google decided it didn't like me (or possibly anyone) so I couldn't. I couldn't even log in to reply to comments.

The blog is going to be chronicling my journey through buying and selling.

In other news... I'm down to 153lbs. YAY.

Ideas?

So I am starting a new blog... I know, I am so faithful posting on this one. Anyways. I am going to start a blog dedicated to my garage saleing, kijiji shopping, Facebook buy and sell and the auctioning the items off. Some I am also turning into projects. So ideas?