I have become that which I hate most....

I can't believe it. But I did it. I answered a cell phone while in a public restroom. In my defense, at least, I was not actually using the bathroom as I have overheard many other undergraduates at the university and random middle-aged women at the mall do. And, I do believe that I at least had a real reason. Matt and I were literally in the middle of negotiating the sell of House 1.0. In addition, Matt was out of the country and I knew the call was from him. So, at least, it really was a very important call. But..... Still.... I am so ashamed.

You Learn Something New Everyday

Today I learned that resting your cellphone, which is now your only phone, beside an open diet soda is not a good idea.

If it wasn't for bad luck....... Part 2

Because the garage door is broken, we're currently parking in our driveway. Covering our driveway, is a big, beautiful oak tree which is a haven to many birds and squirrels.

This morning, I kissed my husband good-bye as he headed out to work only to see him come come back in maybe 2 minutes later. "Baby," he said, "we need to get the garage door fixed." "Why? What's wrong?!" "A bird pooped on me," he said as he scrubbed and scrubbed his hand. Luckily, it only got on his hand.

The garage door guy comes today at 11:00 am.

If it wasn't for bad luck.......

Wednesday: Discovered that the deep freezer in our garage had tripped a breaker and had been off for probably 24 hours or so. Didn't discover this until everything in the deep freezer was smelly melted mush.......

Also on Wednesday: For some reason, the US Postal Service is not forwarding our mail. And we're pretty confident we did everything we were suppose to.

Monday: The garage door opener came apart from the actual garage door. As of Thursday, we still need to get it fixed. We were only able to fit our cars into the garage to park on Sunday.

Previous week: My well-meaning father-in-law set off the house alarm.

Also: discovered a nest of nasty, pooping black-birds just above our deck.

The week before: moving our four-prong dryer into a house with a three-prong outlet. Replacing the cord probably took 2 weeks. Really.

Also: I broke the lawn mower. Really. I mowed for 5 minutes, and I've been mowing big eastern Kentucky lawns since I was about 13 or so, and broke the lawn mower.

Also: Realization upon moving in -- "Huh, we have a lot of books and no bookshelves in this house." (House 1.0 had built-in bookshelves. )

Also: "Where's Cho? (the cat)" Cho had managed to squeeze her way into the insulation of the house, in the scary, unfinished storage room in the basement.

Stay tuned. I'm sure the adventures are just beginning!