Just a quick one tonight folks, because, per usual, it has been a real long one, because not only did my arm get pulped a good one, (sorry, could really tell it in a funny way, just too damn tired to manage,) but while scraping some windows I caught a good 1/4 inch piece of thick (and sharp) old paint right in the eye. Ouch. Sucker glued itself right there and after calling for help, (Emile, of course being on his break and downstairs at the time) he came running up and as I said, the damn thing was so big he didn’t waste time with finding his glasses but took the piece of paper I was using before giving it up as a bad job, and started trying to pry it loose and out.

Ouch, ouch and ouchers...

Anyhows, we managed without incurring too much damage. (Managed not to blink once, though it took some effort I tell ya) and luckily, it only scratched a bit of my inner eyelid. Yeah, really got the old “Popeye” thing going tonight, heh. “Arr, ack, ack ack!”

Still, what I’m taking the effort to write briefly about is tomorrow. House hunting trip to Vermont. Now I am sitting here asking myself, Dare I hope? because, yes, there is something on our list that just...ah, could I whisper the question, “Is this The One?” Possibly it is, only, what if it isn’t? Can I set myself up for such a hard fall? Now, when things are so low if not cross the line into desperation?

I don’t know. Hope...it is such a terrible thing at times. The wishes, the dreams, nay, the need...

Well, either way, I’m sure I’ll be shedding some tears by this time tomorrow. Just 24 hours, and yet, they will be telling ones.

Beyond that, I suppose I’m feeling okay at the moment. Tired, oh yes, but a good dinner and calling the work quits at 8pm have helped. Bit of a steamy tub soak and arnica all over my elbow, lots of work accomplished today...but going to call it an early night.

So on that note, wish us luck, folks. Could really use some.

Cheers,

Melissa