So, um... Yesterday was my birthday. Thirty-four. Yeah. I usually do a "why this year was awesome" post, but I just didn't have the energy. It was 94 yesterday. GAH! I swear, I had long sleeves on just two weeks ago. I'm just not a summer person. I really like the kind of weather where you can put on a warm sweater and jeans and be comfy. And skiing. I'd like to do that. But hey! I'll enjoy June! Possibly July! And, if you give me a cookie, maybe August. ;-)
Anyway, a couple things, The Targo and I found a new place. We're still renters and we're totally okay with that. We found a nice 2 BR/2 BA that was well-within our price range, and it's also in the same neighborhood - which we love. I'm just getting chills thinking of being able to shut our bedroom door. Oh ... and giving Nathan his own room. The craziness that a 2 bedroom home may bring!
At some point between signing the lease, eating dinner at this fabulous place, and this morning, I lost my wallet. I'm only slightly freaking out because no one's used my credit or debit card and I only had $6. But I'm a lot freaking out because I'm getting ready to travel, on a plane, where you need an ID. What's wrong with me? I blame it on this new purse I got. I just bought this cheap mom purse so I could take Nathan to the beach and not have my wallet in the diaper bag. Looking back, it doesn't make any sense to me either. Hmm. This stupid purse, though - it has NO compartments. It's just a big open space. Things get lost. And sometimes, things appear. I have so many pens in this purse! But where is my wallet? Please call if you see it.
How are you?