Walking Backwards

Today has been quite a busy day. I actually cracked open the large tub of primer and started priming the bathroom for paint. I only got three out of sixteen walls done. Yes, we have sixteen walls in our bathroom. I loved all of the architectural details of this house when we first bought it, but now I am beginning to find them slightly annoying. Joe and I also discovered a minor problem with hanging our new light fixture this weekend. When they built this house, they cut an eight-inch diameter hole in the wall to fit the quarter-inch diameter wire through. Our new light fixtures base will not cover the entire hole. That is why it is sitting in a box on our bedroom floor with our old light fixture disassembled and sitting above it. Now I have no light in my bathroom save for a clip on desk lamp that is attached to my counter. I have yet to determine the proper way to resolve this problem. We have been tossing around ideas, though, and I am sure that we will eventually come to a resolution. I just have to ask why I am encountering an obstacle at every turn in fixing up this bathroom? Its enough to put me off doing another room in the house, at least for a very long time.


We found out today that Nicholas may not get into the pre-school we have been doing his early learning classes at. It turns out that they only have ten places and well over one hundred applicants already on the waiting list for September. I thought that since we signed him up when he was only a few months old that we wouldn't have a problem, but it doesn't look good. One of the women in his class signed her son up for the waiting list at about the same time and inquired at the office as to her placement on the list. They told her she probably wasn't going to get into the fall session unless quite a few people declined the admission. We, of course, don't have a back up plan (neither did she so we have a fellow panicked parent). I suppose I should have taken that into consideration when I first started looking into schools, but when you sign up a child when he is only a few months old, you figure that you have a good chance of getting into the school you want. I guess now is the time to start thinking of plan B.


Much more to talk about, but it seems the munchkin isn't feeling generous with my time. I'll fill in more tomorrow (hopefully).


Also, Nicholas has started calling me 'mommy' :). Of course, he will soon be using it for the powers of manipulation, but I think I'll just bask in the joy of it for now.