Good Morning

And it is a pretty good morning. Last night i had a great night, not at all the usual Sunday where you look back and then look forward and dread the coming Monday. (Not that there wasn’t the obligatory, “I don’t want to go to work tomorrow”, but it was light)

Anyway, we had a great day yesterday. Out to breakfast, on our new Friday morning routine. A pancake for Amelia, french toast for us, and the gruff and motely but lovable crew at the diner across the street has become a highlight of our week. We’ve become regulars, the manger comes over and says hi, the insulting waitress actually smiles at us, well sometimes, and the breakfast as always is wonderful.

 Then we went to the Mall, because true to form that morning started with my distressed, “just go without me, I have nothing to wear.”  And this time it was true.  My wardrobe was down to some sad tank tops that have have been used relentlessly at work for the past 6 months, and one or two other shirts.  And nothing in the shorts/Capri pant area that doesn’t resemble a circus tent.  So we took a little bit of our extra money and hit the sales at the mall, and now Ally is a happy girl. Erich has fortified his 6 pair strong short collection with two more pairs and we got Amelia some cute stuff on sale.  (Gotta love clearance sales.)  Speaking of the Mall, I think I may have the worst Macy’s in the country.  The meager collection of Women’s items resembled a yard sale of a Florida Retiree’s cabana wear. 

So after the Mall, we headed home to the playground and general mucking around with the kiddo who mercifully went to bed early since she missed her nap (2 nights strong in the big girl bed), and then Erich and I had a nice night of laundry, cleaning, movies and yes even some cuddling.  It was good, no it was great.  I haven’t felt that warm little buzz is a long time, and it was nice to see it back even if it was for one night. (If you guessed that Erich got himself back on the meds, then you win a prize)  We stayed up way too late, so late in fact that by the time Amelia had her early morning (5am) water request, I was just dozing off to bed.  And here I am two hours later.

Even though I am working on only two hours of sleep and I am guaranteed to collapse into a light coma when I get off at 3pm, I am still here at work bright eyed and bushy tailed as it were.  It was a good weekend.  I’ve got a weird work week this week of only 4 days and then Wednesday-Thursday off , (then 6 days of straight work Yay!  But I have great plans for my Wednesday.  Maybe a movie, but definitely hanging out with Steph, maybe going to the pool.  If I’m diligent and get the apartment cleaned in the next four days, then we’ll have Chris over too for some sort of barbecue thinga ma jig. 

Updates, So the foreclosure auction was moved to August, the past week of minor hysteria was all for nothing. We are all just waiting on the bank to approve the short-sale.  Hopefully the buyer doesn’t walk.