I love weekends.
Can I just tell you how much I love weekends? I love weekends. Well, some of them. The one’s where Scott is home I love, when he is at work for 60-80 hours a week which bleeds into Friday night and all day Saturday (which happens 9 times out of 10) I hate them. But he is home this weekend. We went on a date last night and another slated for tonight.
She is at a movie with her dad right now so I can finish up a few little things for Easter tomorrow.
Yesterday Creamie and I went to IKEA and I found the most life changing little kitchen cart. It has changed the way I use my house, in only 24 hours. Amazing. I wish I’d had something like this 5 years ago!
She helped me put it together. She’s a team player like that. Also, she brought me Woody’s hat to hold all the teeny little screws. Thanks Woody.
Do you see the potential here? I know. So so great. It is already full of all the crap that was on my table. I only wish it had one more basket/tray/shelf thing to hold my actual sewing machine. And the best part about the whole thing is that it rolls right into my pantry. So I can roll it out, work on my projects and then just roll it back so we can eat dinner on the table. Eating dinner at the table once a week was one of my goals this year. It’s maybe happened twice. And only because I sliced my finger and haven’t done much sewing these past few weeks. But now that will change. I am so excited about it. The bet $50 I’ve spent on organization stuff ever.
Alright, I’m back to the last minute Easter things. When Creamie and Scott get home we are dying Easter eggs and tomorrow morning I need to make three pies before church. My great grandma’s fresh strawberry, lemon meringue and my favorite rhuberry pie. Tomorrow is going to be awesome. (Also, Creamie has taken to falling asleep on the floor in the hall at night. It is hilarious.)