A Hot Mess

Hope all is well in your neck of the woods.

Today I wanted to show you 

what I am living with during bedroom redos.

 

A hot mess indeed.

Mess everywhere.

This was a drysink. 

This is my work desk....

but moving it close to the tv was not a good idea.

I was using that table for more papers and mess. UGH

This is where the tv use to be before my

brainy idea to move it.

I wanted the couch here to prevent Tundra

from barking at our neighbors in the window

where it was moved from. 

They live in Florida and only come here for the Summer.

Both are teachers and wanted a Summer home up here.

Well Tundra is not use to them...

so he barks every time they pull 

in or out of their driveway.

My couch has become a mess since moving here.

Tundra messes it up all of the time now.

(take that mom for not letting me

lookout the window now).

Well moving the tv where these chairs were

meant I had to move the chairs in front of the fireplace.

Another not so bright idea of mine.

We wont be able to use the fireplace 

if these stay here.

Well I told Bob,

things have to change.

So this room will be next on the list.

This one will involve lots

of furniture moving.

In other news,

Saturday we went to my son's girlfriend's

40th birthday party.

Our family loves Kim.

This is why my mom came down.

I neglected to get a pic of Kim,

but here is my son Matt,

He and Kim share the same birthday,

which was July 31st, yesterday,

only she is a year older.

We went out to dinner the one night,

and no one had a great dining experience.

Bob ended up vomitng overnight.

My mom's fish was overcooked.

Mine was just so-so.

Not a good thing for a new owner.

We use to love this restaurant.

Not sure if we will be going back now. 

The next evening was the party, and Matt cooked 

everyone hot dogs and hamburgers.

Lots of food and all was good.

Sunday night Bob and I and his dad

went to another restaurant we dont go to

because we had a bad experience there

when they first opened a few years ago.

We were assured by his dad it was better.

Well after an hour we finally got our food.

None of us were impressed,

so Bob told his dad never again.

Bob said we need to eat in for awhile.

My mom noticed the pictures on the wall

and made a comment.

She does not like primitives.

For my new followers,

she lived in a cabin for a year

before her parents built their farmhouse.

Their farmhouse had no running water or electricity.

She lived the primitive life and hates

all of the furniture that reminds her of it...

which is what I have and like.

So no she did comment on any of our re-arranging.

She does not care.

No More Mess Blessings To All!

Janice