Chad has been traveling for work in England and Holland since last Monday. And before that he was at the World Pork Expo (it’s more exciting than it sounds, really). The missing has gone okay. I mean, I do miss him, a lot, but I also get a lot of stuff done while he’s gone. We have some baseball coaches staying at the house this week while they’re in town for the Little League equivalent of the CWS, so there’s been plenty to do getting ready for that. In addition to wedding planning and hanging out with my friends and oh yeah, going to work.
My house improvement projects at Chad’s since he left have included painting the family room in the basement, rearranging the furniture down there 84 times, setting up new headboards/nightstands/lamps, spackling walls, buying matching towels for the bathrooms, sweeping/mopping/scrubbing the floors (how long ago WAS that awesomely bad milk spill anyway?), writing instructions for the washer/dryer/dishwasher, laying rugs and and hoping that the coaches don’t try to bake anything, since the oven seems to flip a breaker every time I turn it on lately. It’s time for Chad to come home and fix that.
It’s been a lot of work. Some of it has been less than pleasant. Toilets? Bleah. It’s also been warm. I’m cheap and don’t want to turn on the AC.
But really, it’s been a labor of love, and one that I’ve kind of enjoyed. The house looks really nice. Grown up, almost. Gone is the bachelor pad feel. And housework is not something that Chad really enjoys doing. So I’m making an investment in my future home (… !) and serving the man I love at the same time.
“She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness. – Proverbs 31.27