I Need Another Dumpster!

Have been working hard to get Meg's new room ready to move into.  Today, I cut paint splatters out of the carpet, vacuumed the room and the heat vent, and shampooed the carpet.  We still have things that we are tossing on a regular basis.  We have the garbage cans usually filled again right after the garbage truck has emptied them!  Still can't get around in the rest of the house, but I have been trying to keep my room neat...and Meg's new room is ALMOST in move-in shape.  (There are always little things to be done.  Still a little paint trimming to do around the windows...the blinds need to be washed, as do the windows and window sills.  Woman's work is never done!)

Yesterday, we took the children to Burger King because the weather wasn't cooperating for a picnic.  They played and played.  Then we took a run to Jamestown to pick up a bed frame that was offered.  (Thanks, Mike!)  Meg was supposed to meet Nathan at Trader Joe's on Allisonville Road near I-69 at 6:00, and time was flying...so I took an unexpected trip with them to save the time of taking me back to Plainfield.  We only had the kids for a little over 24 hours...and it didn't seem like enough!  They won't be back until next Sunday.  The only advantage to having them gone is the ability to keep working non-stop on creating a bedroom for everyone. 

It is official:  Nathan is engaged to marry his lady-friend.  We've known it was coming because the children have been talking about having "two mommies".  Therein lies a problem.  Insecurities raise their ugly heads, kid-related.  Meg and I talked about things last night.  My only advice to her has been, as always, to give things time. 

My daughter is my hero in so many ways.  Only slightly more than a year ago, she came "home"; created an amicable divorce with Nathan; secured a job that she really wanted; has already gotten one raise and has been promoted to a supervisory position; has taken THREE college courses toward a degree, passing with flying colors; got the children in suitable day care; obtained a waiver to get Robin in Kindergarten this last year (because her birthday was five days beyond the deadline); negotiated a stellar deal on a much-needed vehicle; worked to help finance the garage remodel project; has endeavored to maintain a healthy schedule for the children, working with them on their learning; dealt with my health crisis of last summer; has Robin in Girl Scouts; signed Ryan up for soccer and both of them up for swimming lessons this summer...and the list goes on.  And she's still on her feet!  Guess what her analysis is of all of this?  She thinks she's a terrible person because she isn't a perfect mother!  Darling daughter, give yourself a break!!  You have been moving mountains.  Time to say "good enough for now".

Back to work here.  Getting ready to start on the next room!