My best laid plans aren't working out so well this weekend, but maybe it's for the best. I intended to finish up my kitchen cabinet paint job today and ski tmrw, but this morning the washer downstairs overflowed and I've been using the wet vac all morning. I've got really old carpet downstairs and a half full dumpster just down the street. So maybe instead of skiing tmrw, I'm supposed to really get the house in good shape and continue my little changes to start the year off well with a clean, fresh look.
I missed H this morning, but I can handle this. H would have known just what to do and taken control of the situation. But I can figure this stuff out. It's just stupid stuff like the wet padding under the carpet... I sucked the water out and have a fan blowing on it now, but it takes me twice as long to figure out what to do.
But I'm getting stronger. I need some info on the furnace but rather than getting ahold of H (my first instinct), I'm going to google it and then phone a male friend if necessary.I always feel good when I accomplish things on my own, but my first thought is always of H and how I wish my former partner was here - physically, emotionally, and all the rest. But I'm carrying on, and doing alright.
Hope to cut some tree limbs for firewood today too - that should make me feel empowered!
