Walking Backwards

Yipee! I got my railroad ties. I bought four, very heavy posts yesterday from a landscaping company down the street that is getting ready to move. They were more expensive than I was expecting, but I called around and I got a really good price. I still have to get dirt, but that will have to wait a week or so. I'm going to have to buy it in bags because I don't think loading my car up with mulch would be such a great idea. Since Joe is home, I am hoping to lay out the ties tomorrow and put down the newspaper. I'll have to wet it to keep it down, or maybe pick up one bag of dirt. I'll put up pictures as soon as it stops being just a pile of wood in my backyard. Next, I'll have to figure out my planting schedule and pick up barrels to put the tomatoes in. Maybe next year I can get a greenhouse box to start my own seeds. Goodness I am getting ambitious.

We didn't get to go to the Wildflower center today, but perhaps tomorrow. I had another bad episode of insomnia last night and only got about three hours of sleep. Joe gave me a rest for a couple of hours this afternoon, but I still wasn't up to speed. I am really missing the days when I could take a sleeping pill when I wasn't able to sleep. No amount of tea or other esoteric remedies seem to be working. I don't even want to talk about what eliminating caffeine from my diet has done to my sanity.

My mom is coming back to Texas to testify for a friend of hers at the end of February through the begining of March. The trial is going to be in San Antonio and she wants me to stay down there with her while she is visiting. We'll have to see. I may go for a day or two, but my mother isn't used to exsistance with a baby and doesn't seem to understand the work and responsibilities involved. Nico just can't keep up with her. Having her come down is beneficial as she won't pressure us to go to Seattle right away. The idea of being on a plane for five hours with my munchkin sets me on edge. When he was younger it was fine, but now he has a lot more mobility and energy. I'm hoping we won't have to fly with him until we go to Italy in two years.