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Today's Mind Spazism
8 Sep 2007 - I'm still alive I think
It is hard to believe it has been that long ago since I last wrote in here. I want to say my life is going along great and everything is peachy keen since my surgery. But alas, it isn't.

insteady other medical issues have come up. I did so well for a few months na it was wonderful, I mean WONDERFUL, being pain free. Yet, a month and a half ago i started having more problems. On the ballot this time is galbladder, diverticulist, and colitis. Most are leaning to galbladder. we will see.

in the end it is just more pain, another surgery and tons of medical bills. JOY. Personally I would like nothing more than to be numbed from the waist down. Ok enough on my pity party on to better topics.

On a lighter note.....I got my youngest into pre-school. He goes from mon- fri from 8:30 to 12:15. Which means...I have all FOUR of my kids in school. My last one has offically left the roost and become a big boy leaving mommy with four hours a day of free time. YIPE!!!

How have I used the free time. You will get a hoot out of this...I have been spending it with my friend and her twins. I should be cleaning and organizing and de-clutteringmy house. Alll the things I can't do with my kids home. but instead I find my house TOOO quiet and seek out the enjoyment of noisy children and adult companionship. That and I have been help my friend with her algebra homework for college. What can I say I love math.

My parents took my kids for the weekend and the house it quiet. My husband and I had plans on working on the coffee table I am making for him. I built him a wonderful coffee table and am doing a flood/galze coat on it sealing in pictures of the family IN the table. I am having him help on the flood coat though. Other wise I built the table (cut the wood). I even let our girls help too. They have helped sand and I let them help make the bisket holes and glue in the biskets and clamp the pieces in place. They did such a good job. In the end this will be a beautiful family table we all help in making.

I goal in the end is to have a whole house filled with furniture we made. The store bought stuff is to expensive and made crap now a days. Still trying to figure out what I am going to do for a sofa when we move. I know I want to use a twin bed aas the base just haven't figured out the back yet.

I am off to attempt sleep AGAIN. Hope you all had a great weekend.

Till next time take care and be safe.
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