Days blend into each other and I often don't know for sure what day it is. And the date? Forget it.
I'm still reading, still working on the photo project between baby feedings. It seems the little ones are on opposite schedules now. One's awake and one's asleep, which works great for giving them individualized time, but it's lousy for getting anything around the house done. And time for extras like working on the photos or art, or blogging for that matter, is down to the minimum. I usually spend the few free seconds reading.
But here I am for a moment. Even now, after I put Babygirl down for her nap, I can hear Littleboy squirming around in his vibrating seat, getting ready to wake up and demand a bottle.
My oldest girl is thinking of moving back home. She's eighteen now and should want to leave and be on her own. Not my girl. She left at seventeen and has been with the boyfriend (not so much any more) for the last year. Now, with her two cats, she wants to come home. R and I decided she could live in the building in our back yard (the old garage/storage room/fantasized about art studio...we've always called it the studio. Five years now and the "studio" has yet to be more than a place to collect junk.). The condition is she has to live with my obnoxious screaming Amazon parrot, and she has to pay a meager rent after the first month free. No parties. No boys or men moving in and she has to get and keep a job. Unfortunately she has to come into the house to use the bathroom. And she will probably be eating with us. Laundry too. Maybe the rent will be adjustable. She agreed to these terms (Except the adjustable rent, which we won't really do) and is eager to get started. Of course it has to be cleaned out, which means the room in the basement must be finished so we have someplace to put this stuff. So there, my other possible studio space is being taken away too. Not that it was ever to be finished. I guess in either case, when my girl does finally save enough to get her own place, the "studio" building will be cleaned and ready for claiming. I hope I can act fast enough. Maybe I should leave a few artsy type things out there.
So, yesterday we began sorting and removing stuff from the studio. Exciting indeed. All the stuff I've kept to make sculptures out of, remarkable. I put a couple of my sculptures in the yard as yard art. They won't sell anyway and they bring some visual interest to the yard.
The building is about half cleaned out. At least we can get to the drywall for the basement now. Maybe tomorrow we can get back to this project. Hopefully it won't become some half finished thing that becomes forgotten in the day to day.
Ah, there's the little man now....
