Updates from last post:
D seems to be feeling better. Back to getting up once a night. She even slept straight through until 5:30am the other day.
The shop seems to be returning to a manageable order rate. Not including the massive crush in sales, we're still seeing some growth this month. Insanity. We were lying in bed the other night, discussing the success of the shop and saying that sometimes you need to be careful of what you ask for, because you sometimes get it. We've got an idea for actually moving to a storefront which combines the etsy products with a business that we love in Ottawa and our area could desperately use. I need to get my credit straightened out a bit and put a good plan in writing, but I don't think it will be terribly hard to get an SBA loan to start it if we were really serious.
Libido is still in overdrive. We had amazing sex the other night when someone woke me up feeling a little amorous. When we click, the world around us disappears. I look forward to the days when we can ship the girls off to visit their grandparents for long weekend or more, and just spend hours wrapped up in each other's arms again.
In talking to some of our neighbors, it seems like we aren't the only ones who are victims of shitty construction. Remember the cables we had installed? It seems another neighbor has them installed across their entire attic. The worst part is that the town has decided to be complete assholes about renovations in our neighborhood. Not only do they not want you to expand the footprint of your house, but they've also decided that you can't go up either. WHAT...THE...FUCK? I get limiting how much of your lot you cover with your house, but not being allowed to go vertical? Fuck that shit. I've come up with a new plan on how to repair the roof. I'm not going to fix the bowed wall, I'm just going to rebuild the part of the roof that is fucked up and properly brace it so it no longer spreads. I'm not dumping $40k into a house I can't do anything with to increase the value. Fuck that shit. Oh, and fuck our town too.
My dad and T had an awesome conversation the other day. T's favorite color is pink.
T: I like white ice cream
My dad: You know, they make pink ice cream.
T: REALLY?!?!?!?!?!
Typing it out really doesn't get her surprise across. It was like someone just revealed one of life's greatest mysteries to her, or just told her that she is about to get every Barbie ever made.
D is fucking with me. Her vocabulary basically consists of "hi" and "bye". The other morning, I handed her a pretzel. As she walks past, she takes it out of my hand an said, very clearly, "thank you" and walked away.
D seems to be feeling better. Back to getting up once a night. She even slept straight through until 5:30am the other day.
The shop seems to be returning to a manageable order rate. Not including the massive crush in sales, we're still seeing some growth this month. Insanity. We were lying in bed the other night, discussing the success of the shop and saying that sometimes you need to be careful of what you ask for, because you sometimes get it. We've got an idea for actually moving to a storefront which combines the etsy products with a business that we love in Ottawa and our area could desperately use. I need to get my credit straightened out a bit and put a good plan in writing, but I don't think it will be terribly hard to get an SBA loan to start it if we were really serious.
Libido is still in overdrive. We had amazing sex the other night when someone woke me up feeling a little amorous. When we click, the world around us disappears. I look forward to the days when we can ship the girls off to visit their grandparents for long weekend or more, and just spend hours wrapped up in each other's arms again.
In talking to some of our neighbors, it seems like we aren't the only ones who are victims of shitty construction. Remember the cables we had installed? It seems another neighbor has them installed across their entire attic. The worst part is that the town has decided to be complete assholes about renovations in our neighborhood. Not only do they not want you to expand the footprint of your house, but they've also decided that you can't go up either. WHAT...THE...FUCK? I get limiting how much of your lot you cover with your house, but not being allowed to go vertical? Fuck that shit. I've come up with a new plan on how to repair the roof. I'm not going to fix the bowed wall, I'm just going to rebuild the part of the roof that is fucked up and properly brace it so it no longer spreads. I'm not dumping $40k into a house I can't do anything with to increase the value. Fuck that shit. Oh, and fuck our town too.
My dad and T had an awesome conversation the other day. T's favorite color is pink.
T: I like white ice cream
My dad: You know, they make pink ice cream.
T: REALLY?!?!?!?!?!
Typing it out really doesn't get her surprise across. It was like someone just revealed one of life's greatest mysteries to her, or just told her that she is about to get every Barbie ever made.
D is fucking with me. Her vocabulary basically consists of "hi" and "bye". The other morning, I handed her a pretzel. As she walks past, she takes it out of my hand an said, very clearly, "thank you" and walked away.
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Your girls are amazing, they make me laugh every time you two mention they're latest shenanigans!!