Ever since the first time I saw a home theater (in person), I have just loved them! I would love to have one, with some big, comfy chairs, and a nice, dark, cozy room! It would just be the coolest! And having teens and a tween, wouldn’t they be the talk of the town? Wouldn’t that just be so awesome, to be a teenager, and have a home theater? You know the parties would always be at your house! (Yes, as an adult, that sounds exhausting…) But Mark and I have always welcomed children into our home, ever since they were babies! And to have our house be ‘the place to be’ when they are in those scary-teenage-could-be-getting-in-trouble years, would suit us just fine. Instead of all the kids being out and about causing trouble, they’ll be at our house having fun! And it really helps us to get to know their friends, when their friends hang out over here so much. And that, I think, is very important, too.

Leave it to me to go on parenting soapbox, when I just wanted to talk about home theaters! It would be amazingly cool, though, to have our own theater! And then when the monsters move out, it would all for me and Mark!

I wonder, though, where on earth do you go to buy home theater furniture?

We just got another bathroom! Just went online, ordered it, and it arrived last week! I’m so excited!

Ok, and I’m a total dork, too! That’s not exactly how it happened! See, we moved into this ‘three bathroom’ house, only to discover it really was a ‘one and two halves’ bathroom house! Ugh! That’s right – two of the shower faucets were totally un-useable! So, for the first time since the kids were toddlers, we are having to share a shower with them! Lame!

Well, last week, with my father coming into town, Mark got to working on the bathroom downstairs. It now has a working light in it, whereas before you had to turn on the light in the shower to see in there! And the shower is useable!

Now, true – this is in the basement, and doesn’t help me all that much, but, it is a step in the right direction – and that just gets me to !!!

I am quite certain the evil culprit would be our eleven year old, special clearance sale bed! I’ve been trying to do a little stretching here and there, but, I am nervous to do too much, because sometimes that actually makes it worse. I should probably get started on some daily sit-ups, because, I know that would be a great help. I should add it to my Healthy Habits List.

But we definitely need a new bed, that’s for sure! I keep begging Mark to take me to the Century furniture store here in town so that we can at least check on the prices. I want to have a ballpark figure in my brain to know what to shoot for, you know?

That old thing in our bedroom is so bad that sometimes I’m even sleeping in my massage chair. Yes, having a massage chair is a lovely luxury. It is not, however, a really good place for sleeping. Some of the nights, though, I am just so desperate for some back support, that I do sleep in it.

Yesterday Mark wanted me to help him move our new swing that he just bought. He had just stained it, and it was so sweet of him to actually do the staining way at the end of the driveway so the smell wouldn’t mess with any migraine-sensitive people – but, that did, however, mean that once it was done, I had to help him move it back up towards the house. I was moaning and groaning, and he was amused because he thought I was being a wimp and just moving the swing was hurting me. I told him that, no, my back had already been hurting and moving that thing sure didn’t help! Not to mention it got my hands all sticky! But that’s another issue entirely! (Me and my hand-cleaning OCD! *sigh*) The swing is pretty nice, though. It is made of cedar and will seat 2-3 people and we put it under the pecan tree and Mark is going to bring the firepit out there. I’m sure we will have some lovely evenings out there.

Am I a good post-wanderer, or what? We went from my back hurting to our new swing under the pecan tree…pretty good, eh?

This house we’ve moved into really has so much potential, but, it needs a LOT of work. And when I say a lot, I mean – a lot! Heck! Our septic tank is even broken and we’re just waiting for it to (ick!) overflow into the basement, because, we can’t afford to fix it. See, we need to get hooked up to city sewer, and that is going to cost a lot – a lot that we don’t have.

And this house is actually 2600 square feet, which to me is huge, but, – but – the first floor, where I spend 99.9% of my time, is only 1300 square feet. And this is where all my stuff is, too. And there’s just no place to put it all. I’d store a bunch of it downstairs, and bring it up slowly as we renovate, but, there’s that septic tank issue. Yeah. Ick.

With some money and some muscle, this is gonna be a totally kick ass house – really! It is on a HUGE lot, in a great location, and it’s just got a great set-up. If only some long lost great grandmother had left us an inheritance, and we were getting a payment each month from a structured settlement company, we could start using that to get started on some of these around-the-house jobs!

Until then, I guess we’ll just peck away at it little bit by little bit!

Oh my gawd! If it’s not one thing, it’s another, with this old house! Sammie came to me last week, one of our days of hosting a bunch of kids over! (Of course!) And said that the bathroom faucets were leaking underneath the cabinet in their bathroom. UGH! So then I had to drill it into six children’s heads, who were busy with water guns and water balloons, not to use the bathroom sink to wash their hands. I told them to come in the kitchen to wash up. The kids were so busy having a good time and were just so hyper, I don’t know that any of them heard me. Well, I take that back – I do know that Shawn heard me, because I saw him come in the kitchen to wash up yesterday morning. And by that time, he didn’t need to anymore. Hey – at least I know one of them actually heard me and remembered! Ha!

I posted yesterday about finally being ready to use a real desk. Well, we have a new thrift store in town and they have everything – and yes, they have office desks. When my mom was in town we went over there and looked around. It was kind of sweet, because, it reminded me of my mom’s old business she had with my uncle when I was a little kid. Yep, the desks were that old. But, you know what? Some of those things were still very sturdy! And I bet that is probably where I will go to get one. I mean, if I wanted a computer desk, I could easily buy a new one. I just don’t like those. Nope, I want an actual desk. And a new one of those would be way too expensive.