Visible to the World

The thing about keeping a weblog is that now that I know folks are going to be checking in to see what I've been up to, I feel obligated to update on a fairly regular basis. Problem is, I don't always feel like saying much. I was going to write yesterday about our day (party at Adam's parent's house in Portsmouth, bargain shopping at the outlets in Kittery--Eddie Bauer flannel sheet sets for $30!--lobster dinner in Maine before heading back), but I was simply too beat when I got home. Today, well today was a less than exciting day. We had bought a bed and mattress on Saturday (and finally ordered blinds for the living room. I feel like an exhibitionist when I sit in the living room at night as we're so visible to the outside world), so we finished up the bedroom to get ready for the mattress delivery today. I steamed cleaned the carpet (a short, grayish speckled, rather industrial looking carpet) a bunch of times and Adam finished painting the window trim. All that's left is minor touch-ups. This morning we put the bed together and I began unpacking our bedroom belongings. We're still not going to sleep in the room tonight, because it was too difficult to clear a path to the bed. Tomorrow we'll be up there. The mattress is a hoot--it's firm, but what's so special about it is it's the offical mattress of the last Olympics. Yes, you heard me. There is an official mattress. I guess those athletes really care what they're sleeping on. What a shame that folks won't be able to see the "USA" print on the mattress. Buying the mattress was a hoot. We went in and they all felt the same to me. A couple were slightly mushy, so I said no to them, but then Adam found one--$100 over our price range--that he was convinced was the mattress. Whatever. I've got a place to sleep at night and we now have a working guest room, so I'm satisfied.

But life feels a little dull right now. I'm going to start freelancing a little again (proofing and copyediting) until I find something more permanent. Or, who knows, maybe I'll freelance for a little while. I'll have to try it on and see how it feels. If it gives me more time to write, then maybe that's how it'll be. I need to find a writing group, though. If anyone knows of any writing groups in the Boston area, let me know!

Tomorrow we start painting Adam's office and then we begin repainting the library. Yep, that's right. Rose Taupe is on its way out and Lilac Heather Gray is on its way in. Rose Taupe looks beautiful in the hallway, but was simply too rose for an entire room. Ah, the joy of paint.

Okay, today's duty fulfilled. Not very inspired, but that's how it goes sometimes.