I just finished painting an entire wall of our study the color of mahogany. It’s kind of exciting to put THAT MUCH color onto a surface of your home. It feels like someone just draped a dark curtain over half of the room.
It’s kind of gloomy and depressing at the moment, but it’s the first step of creating my Christmas present from Roger – something I’ve wanted for a long time – a wall of bookshelves. I’d like a dark background behind my books instead of the pale fake wood paneling that is on the other three walls. Just a little classier…
Hopefully Lowe’s will be open in the morning so Roger can pick up some new planer blades. My “deal” with him was: I’ll stay home from the Moyer get-together if you’ll put up my shelves. (Not that we bargain, and NOT that he was trying to get out of going… But we kind of did need to be here all weekend. And I’m hoping to get my shelves before camp starts.)
And while I painted, Roger took Judah, Malin and Avery up to the log cabin for a Memorial Day campout. Wesley opted out of camping (he’s a happy little homebody like me) and we stayed up til 11:00 watching Flywheel. I got a kick out of him during the last part of the movie. He kept jumping up to see how late it was. He was very excited about staying up late. When I told him that he could even pick out a CD to listen to when he went to bed, he said, “This is going to be the best night ever!”
He’s easy to please, huh?
Maybe we did just watch a movie, but it was nice spending time with him. Roger and I get all kinds of one-on-one time with Avery when “the others” are in school, but I keep thinking about how hard it is to get that same alone time with the rest of them.
That’s what she calls them – the others. Mom, is it time to get the others yet? Every time she says it, I think of the first season of LOST. (Which makes going to the bus stop feel a little more ominous.)