Chaos

The house is a complete disaster. The painters are still here, two weeks into what is looking more and more like it will be a four week job. They are the nicest guys, that's for sure, but I want to get my house put back together so that I can think about Thanksgiving.

My brother and his family are coming for Thanksgiving. It should be a delightful time. My niece is beyond adorable and my brother and his wife are just so wonderful to be around. My other brothers can't make it, which is sad, but it will be nice to have someone here to cook for. Liddy is going to make an apple pie. She is really excited about it.

Tonight, I go to my friend Sharon's to see Cait's Senior Portraits. I know I will start crying. Anything that has to do with her graduating and going to college makes me cry. I just can't imagine how things will be here this time next year. I will miss her terribly, but I can't help but be excited for her because she is so thrilled to be going on to college. She wants to take her car, but that isn't happening. Mike will be getting his license, and I'm not going to be one of those families with five cars in the driveway for three drivers.

Mike starts wrestling today. I hope he likes it. He's got a fantastic build for it, so I really hope he enjoys it.

Hard to get motivated this morning. It's going to warm up, which will be nice, and I am hoping to, at the very least, get the family room back together today. The painters are downstairs cleaning up the spackling dust from the floor and the woodwork. At least I don't have to do that part.