Nov. 9, 2006 ~ They’re going to take me away… haha

They’re going to take me away…..

……on a jet plane that is! I am flying out tomorrow to Fort Walton Beach, in the Florida Panhandle to spend some time with Wes.  A long anticipated trip and I am down to counting the minutes.  I can’t wait to see my honey bear, I have been missing him terribly. I am going to love him and hug him and squeeze him.  (wink wink)   I know I am being silly.

I have been feeling great! Like WOW.  In just a matter of days, I have finally painted the one large and very high wall in my living room Gold (an accent color).   Justin cut it in at the top for me, I was not comfortable being 12 feet in the air. But I did the rest.  It looks great.  Then I decided to refinish my coffee table.  I have had it for a little over 18 years.  It was always in the formal living room and never used, until a few years ago (post divorce) when I started using that stuff.  Anyway I stripped it down and refinished it and it looks brand new now.  Didn’t cost me a thing, I already had all the stuff.  And for the first time in like three years, I unpacked all my power tools and majority of the things I had used in my Studio.  Kinda felt like I could breathe again.  Like I was in those crates.  Yesterday after, putting a poly coat on the coffee table I decided to paint my two front doors. Wanted them to be more dramatic in appearance.  So they are now “Nutmeg” in color (looks like a dark chocolate milk). I feel like I am back and there is no stopping me.

I feel the urge to paint another wall, but I should probably pack instead.  You have no idea how tough this is going to be for me.  I normally drive on any trips I take so I can can take as much stuff as I want.  Never had to pack 5 days worth of clothes in one piece of luggage. Where in the hell are all my shoes supposed to go?  You know Like I need two pair for each day and each outfit.  So this should be interesting to say the least.  I should probably get drunk and pack, then I won’t care what I put in. 

So I will be back next Wednesday, unless I decide to never come back.  hah!  You never know I could fall madly in love on those five days. 

Oh My God, I had a really bad dream about a very large alligator last night.  It got in my house and was chewing through my bedroom door to get me and Skyelar.  Wonder what the heck that means?  Then another dream about a very sick dog.  A large white dog, (which I have never had).  It felt as though Sadie was in another dogs body and having to die all over again.  Sadie was my Doberman, who died in 1997 from Leukemia at 14 years old. She fought to live for a long time, lost extreme weight, then lost her ability to walk.  It was so much like the dream I had last night.  Except in the dream this dog fell into the pool from being weak when it walked, and almost drown, but I pulled it out and gave it CPR to revive it. Again Wonder why?  Maybe that means two things, I have been thinking of getting a new dog, so I should not get a big white dog and I have also been thinking of moving to find a house with a pool.  So maybe I should not have a pool.  Hummmm…… But funny thing is yesterday is when I decided to not move after all.  Stay right here, because I love my neighborhood and my neighbors, and well I really love my backyard, even without a pool.