Interestingly enough, Tim trusted me with a gallon of paint and a paint brush today, less than a week after I managed to drop a gallon bucket of paint on a hardwood floor. Of course, today there was no hardwood floor to drop it on, which probably gave him a great deal of comfort. We were working on the renovation today. I painted while he and a neighbor finished up the last few pieces of hardie board siding.
It felt nice to work on something besides cleaning the rental, which is one project away from being completely done. I just did not feel like scrubbing grout with a toothbrush today, and jumped at the chance to work outside.
Tim's off tonight to have a sleep study done. He was pretty tired when he left, so I"m sitting up in the dark waiting for him to call and tell me that he got there safely. I really kind of don't think he needs that study since he's pretty much gotten back to a normal sleep pattern, which makes me feel better. His doctor really pushed for it saying that they can get quite a bit of information from it. Tim agreed.
William had his spring band concert tonight. He's in sixth grade and seeing him up on stage with all the other kids, he just looked so small. There were two kids who looked like grown men! We're waiting though. I know that his height bothers him and last week, a girl walked behind him on the way home from school making fun of his size. I keep telling him that genetically speaking, he should be a quite a tall kid. In fact he has grown a couple inches since Christmas, which was discovered when he put on his suit pants which were just a wee bit short. I felt bad that I hadn't thought to have him try them on before the concert.
We have just been busy, a little busier than I want to be, but I keep telling myself that once the new build starts, we'll be busier yet.
Know how I can tell when I've got too much happening in my life? Tonight I noticed that two key wound clocks and one weight driven clock have stopped.
Well. I'm headed to bed. Tim just called. His appontment was for 12 PM according to the information packet we received in the mail. 12 PM is midnight, the end of night. 12:01 begins AM. Likewise, 12 noon is the end of morning. One minute after noon becomes afternoon PM. That's the way I''ve always understood it. Feel free to correct me if I'm wrong.
Turns out, they expected him there at noon. Ugh.