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I've been kind of 'on' Tim lately. We don't, as a couple have a lot of time together. He's very much a worker, and so am I, but while I'm very glad that he is what he is, lately, it just bothers me that we have so little time to share, just doing fun stuff together, having a social life, stuff like that.

This weekend, we are going out with friends to a comedy show. I'm looking very forward to it. So is Tim, surprisingly. He's heard the comedian on the radio, short spots, each morning on his drive into work, and he thinks the guy is hilarious. I'm looking forward to a relaxing night, a nice meal, conversation, lots of laughter.

Last night, Tim and I went to Lowe's. Our house is too damp and we know this. There are many reasons for this, but one a biggie is this: We do not yet have central heat, and the wall heaters make too much moisture. The house is also very well built...airtight, really...which traps the moisture inside. We have a dehumidifier for the first and second floors, and we really needed another. Just so happened that we came upon a sale. We snagged that dehumidifier quickly and then wandered over to look at the exhaust fans. Tim wavered. He felt we should hold off on buying a new fan, being that we already had the dehumidifier in the cart.

I studied him. "Tim? Why? We've got the money for both. We both work hard. Why are we still pinching every penny? Both of these things are necessary, and will have to be bought at some point. This weekend, we've got the time to install that fan. So why are we waiting?"

Long pause. He didn't say anything, but he stood there thinking. He finally picked up the exhaust fan and put in in the cart along with the duct work kit to hook it to the outside of the house.

It is an adjustment.

We'd been talking about replacing our bedspread. We bought it the first year the boys were away in college, which makes it ummm...8 years old. (Wow.) In any case, I found this and thought it would match with the walls in the bedroom. When I showed it to Tim, I discovered it was on sale. It also had free shipping. I was a little surprised. "Gees. Should I buy it now, do you think?" and he said, "Yes." So I did.

(Please note: this picture was taken while we were still working on the house.)
I was quite excited about this, and I went back to our bedroom to try to picture it after I placed that order. I got this sinking feeling. Our drapes will not match. Neither will our sheets. When I told this to Tim, he said, "I'm not really worried about that."

Like I said, it is an adjustment, for BOTH of us, really.

Here's my fish, Ka-bluey, II. Ka-bluey I met with a bad end, slipping down the drain, and causing the shriek heard 'round the world, which brought Tim at a run (gratifying to think that if I were being murdered in the bathroom, he'd run, but for his part, he was pretty darn mad to be running when no actual murder was taking place.) But, I digress: William can say 'fish' now. Brace yourself: Gratuitous grandbaby picture to follow.
This is William on his slide, and he can spend a half hour or more, climbing up his slide, chanting "up, up, up," to himself. Then he gets himself seated and tells himself, "Wheeeeeeeeeeee!" as he pushes off. I could watch him forever. And there is nothing more pleasant in this world to listen to a small boy babbling to himself as he wakes up from a good night's sleep. I do enjoy this grandma gig.