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Our house has been noisy in a different sort of way since the kids have left: Bobby's been sick, and therefore at home. Which means the TV has been on and on and on and on and...get the picture? I told him whenever he retires he's getting a quota on how much tv he's allowed to watch. There's a limit to how many westerns, oldies, newscasts, and just plain old noise a gal can take. And life has been different without children in another way...our computer network adapter fried itself and is now on it's way to Kentucky to be repaired. I'm rejoicing for warranties!

So yesterday was really my first "home" day without children or a sick husband or visiting family since I stopped work...and I absolutely LOVED it. I had time to do things that seldom, if ever, got done, and I'm targeting one small project every other day. I've cleaned and sorted the pantry top to bottom (that actually took 3 days because I did it with the kids and was interrupted (but they were pleasant interruptions) every few minutes.) Sunday night while Bobby was resting I tackled the monstrous pile on my dresser, and this afternoon I hope to build a frame for my frogs. :O) That sounds funny. I'll explain and post pictures of that project, but I need to sign off as my internet time on the library's computer is about to expire.... so I'm signing off until Thursday my dear blogging family!

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sara said…
So glad you get to fluff your nest! Every woman needs to do that. Sorry that Bobby was sick. I felt so bad for him when he had to go to a deacon's meeting when he wasn't feeling well :(

I must say we do the same thing when we (or the kids) are sick- they watch movie after movie...and I feel slightly guilty.
Jennifer said…
I've missed you!! It's nice having time to yourself. Don't know how I'll go back!!

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