Pretty good times

It feels like 20 weeks since I've updated this blog. Or read your blogs. Life gets in the way. I've been busy.

Emily was hit by a hit and run driver on Friday. She and Phil weren't hurt, but she was very shaken up. A Mazda pick-up that was on the shoulder drove into the passenger side of her car, sideswiped it, made a u-turn in front of her, then sped away. No cars that witnessed it stopped. Thank goodness it wasn't worse. We brought the car to the auto body shop today, and I'm driving the rental, a spiffy white Pontiac Vibe. I like my car better.

Em's poor car

I spent Saturday night at my parent's house. That's my night. I stayed up late after they went to bed. I finished reading my book club book on my laptop. In all, I read it in hardback, on my iPhone, and then on my computer. I'm not sure which way was best. I spent the rest of the night, till the wee hours of the morning, looking at eBay auctions for some of the stuff my father has. Very interesting. Do you think I have time to be an eBay seller?

I spent all day Sunday with my parents. I didn't get out of my pj's till 4:00 when I got dressed for book club. I worked all day...not lounged. Our book was The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie. It was great to be with my friends.

Have I mentioned the plan for my parent's house? All new floors. The carpet is a fall hazard for my mom, and the laminate they have is old. So, everything needs to come up off the floors. All the DVD's have been put in storage containers. Many of the closets have been cleaned out. The attic has been emptied. Ditto with the shed and many closets. Ceiling fans have been installed. Collections have been put in storage. Furniture has been trashed. The bathroom openings are being widened for bigger doors. The tub will come out of the main bathroom to be replaced with an accessible shower. Handrails will be installed throughout the house, etc... And hopefully my parents will be able to stay in their home for a while. My siblings and I are working well together. My parents are in a daze with all the activity and changes. My mother keeps saying, 'this isn't my house anymore'. We tell them they're going to love it when it's done. My father looks in the garage a lot.

There's been a few trash days like this.

My brother and his daughter Hannah, in the shed. The cases behind my brother are filled with collectible beer cans. Wah.

Emily and Phil, the hired help.

My parent's house is a rancher, and it has a walk-in closet near the front door. We moved in when I was 6. We recorded our height on the wall every year. We recorded the niece's and nephew's heights too. It's a wall of memories.

I spent today today with...my parents! I grocery shopped for them before I got there. I took my father to two banks. I went out to lunch with my mother and took her shoe shopping. It was a good day.

I've been busy, but it hasn't been stressful. Don't ask me why. I'm fine except for when I sleep. I'm working on that.