Response to "How are you?"

Well.

The carpet smells like cat piss, but we can replace it, and at least we own a steam cleaner!

The kids have been spending the summer in Rolla with my parents.  It's far, and I'm lonely for them, but they are having a great summer.

The air conditioning at work broke, but the weather was pretty cool (for July) for most of it.  It was pretty bad on Friday, but they fixed it today around noon - before it got too bad.

Josh's grandmother Mroczkowski died.  It was peaceful, and in her sleep.  We brought Uncle Jim some Jamaican food for dinner and helped clean The Room.  The whole experience was weird.

The next day I fell down the basement stairs.  I'm trying to see the humor in it.  Maybe when my bruises don't hurt so much.  I'm grateful that I didn't injure my back, and that I didn't break any fingers on my left hand.  I was wondering for the first few minutes.  In fact, if one must topple down a flight of stairs onto concrete, one would be fortunate to come away with as few injuries as I have.

Today, at work, one of our clients was too personal with me.  I refuse to cause a scene.  I will keep smiling and keep the small talk going even if I am not particularly enjoying the conversation.  Some people think that means I am encouraging them.  With this person, it is worse.  I gave him useful advice once on the phone.  It is no more than what my boss always says.  He called to tell me how grateful he was.  Then he sent thank you cards.  And roses.  At this point, my boss and husband still thought I was exaggerating, fabricating or over reacting.  They both thought it was funny.  Or I was funny for being flustered and annoyed.  Today, this same guy asked me if it would be inappropriate to take me to the zoo.  I said it would be. This was after he tried to hire me for his business, but before he implied that he wanted to call me after his divorce was final.

I promise I wear a wedding ring.

Also, he knows I have kids.  I was actually the most annoyed today because he was prying about my kids and I couldn't politely derail him.  So now he knows their gender and ages.  Which are not his business. 

Moving on.

I am having a party on Friday.  My brother will even be there.  I am excited.  My brother will also be here on the day I had scheduled to clean for the party.  That's going to be a trick.  I think it will work, though.

And now, for the house.

I love my house.  Love it.  I love living in this town, and this neighborhood.  Love.  Love it.  We are slowly moving in, and it is more my space every day.  Best part? 

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More later.  This is easier now that the computer is hooked up.