The Office

It's kinda done:

Except for the window handles.

And painting the screens for the windows.

And buying one of those plastic things to put under my chair so I don't ruin the floor again.

And finding a place to put the miscellaneous (yes! spelled it right the first time) stuff still in rest of the house.

And getting rid of some of the stuff on the shelves.

And cleaning the windows.

And repainting the desks because they turned out yellow instead of white (bought the wrong sealer).

And pulling down the ceiling tiles and repainting the original bead board ceiling. After I repair what is damaged.

Other than that my office remodel is FINISHED.

So nice to be done.

Little Flower Guy

Every fall I fill terra cotta pots with violets and place them on the front porch and the steps. In Georgia they bloom all winter and in the spring, right before it gets to hot and they die, they go through a growth spurt and the blooming goes into hyperdrive (I'm so poetic).

This year I've had a couple of volunteers growing right out of the bricks in the steps. The little guy above has been blooming for a few days and makes me smile every time I walk into the house. Which, considering the state of my house right now, is saying something.

Mono oh Mono

J11 probably has mono. I took him in Monday and they did a blood test and it came back negative for mono but he definitely had a virus and his white blood count was really high.

He's been home sick all week and I won't lie to you. When the symptoms are listlessness and loss of appetite and you do not have any kind of diagnosis (besides generic virus) after a few days your lack of sympathy may reach Mommy Dearest levels.

This morning I told him he had to TRY. That he had to have breakfast and get dressed and get in the car and if that was to much he could just come back home with me. He ate and ten minutes later I found him crying on the couch -- overwhelmed with the idea of going to school.

I took him back to the doctor this morning and they said that the mono virus only shows up on the tests 70% of the time and if they did another test they would probably find it.

He really doesn't seem to be feeling any better but at least now I kind of have a diagnosis.

Poor kid. We've worked on homework a bit but he just kind of zones out on me. He even gets tired from playing video games and he falls asleep in the middle of the day. Sure signs that something is wrong.

Now that I have my kind-of-diagnosis I'm going to spoil him rotten until he tells me to leave him alone and I'm going to keep hoping hoping hoping that D8 doesn't get it.