Sunday

Good Morning.

I still have the dumpster and am in the middle of cleaning out my house. Every corner I turn and every room I go in to I find crap that needs to go! It feels good but it also feels like the cleaning out process will never end. It is tiring.

Gary's car is still giving me problems although no more transmission issues. Something is draining the battery so if I go longer than a day without driving it I can't start it without a jump. The check engine light just went on as well. These things happen around 150,000 miles.

My car has a funky smell like something is burning on the engine. I have no heater and the life of the car is coming to a close for me. My car has 135,000 miles on it.

My plan is to trade both cars in and get a "very lightly" used one. I am looking at the Expedition extended model (same length as the Suburban). If the dealer won't take the cars then I will donate them and take the write off. I have people helping me to try and find the best deal. I am patient.

My house is so quiet. No one is home. It is a lonely feeling. Most of you would kill for a quiet house. I used to be like that but now I cherish the commotion of a house filled with noise. Gary used to watch TV in the mornings before we headed off to the doctor office. The phones were ringing off the hook. People were in and out. Life was crazy. I used to wish for more quiet. Now, I have it. I wish I didn't. The grass is never greener for too long. It might be for a brief moment but then when reality sets in it's not so green anymore.

I think I will go to the gym and blow off some steam. I have a staff meeting today and the boys have baseball and I have a board meeting tonight. Lots of stuff in the afternoon and evening hours.

I guess I will try and enjoy the quiet right now and stop my whining.

Oh, by the way, the diaper guy was shorter than Zach! I wanted to add that to your visual! If I can snap a photo of him I will eventually Facebook it!

Love and Hugs,

Lisa