A Missing Piece

Boy, are we ready for Monday! Scott has been in Nashville since last Sunday. Well, he left us last Sunday. He didn't make it to Nashville until Monday. Until he has surgery to clear a blocked nasal passage, his ENT has grounded him. So off he and Chip went on a glorious roadtrip while I stayed home and manned the troops.

We've had fun, though, and managed to get heaps done. The main project we didn't do was paint our new front door, install the deadbolt, and put the trim down along the base. We did, however, manage to winterize the air conditioner, clean the backyard and prep it for winter, clean the bird feeders and fill them for winter, paint our dining room benches, begin painting the rocking horse for Saie's birthday (finishing it tomorrow), keep niecey Sadie for 3 days, clean the installed carpet on the stairs, cull more stuff out for our third garage sale this morning, have friends over Friday night until midnight, completed building our Trebuchet, watch a couple of movies, get to the library, play outside A LOT while the weather has been great, go to a football game (pee-wee league, nothing too exciting), keep up with the laundry, meals, & daily chores, do school EVERY DAY, run a couple of errands, took Elias to the doctor, wrestled with the insurance company over adding Elias, had our cable repaired in order to have our TV, internet, & phone service restored (eep!), get to the dairy to buy our milk, harvest some produce, . . .

My evil plot was to keep all of us so productive that we:

1 - Didn't have time to really miss Scott

2 - Were out of our routine enough that we didn't miss Scott

3 - Were so tired by the end of the day we collapsed into bed and fell asleep before we could miss Scott.

It mostly worked. Of course, as I type this, I'm forced to admit we just miss Scott. Life is good. With Scott, it's great.