A lonely roadtrip

Updates: I think I'll need another haircut to fix the layering in the back of my head. HUGE disappointment! But maybe then I can cut it a little shorter with some shorter layering in the front. Perhaps my hair doesn't handle layering in the back because it's so thick.

Also, the pictures from snapshot.com shipped timely and printed great. No more cardboard on the walls! The sofa and recliners came as well and are currently being used by Mr Smith for nap time. They are consuming our now small-sized living room. I will take pictures soon, promise!

I drove 7 hours to FL and 8 hours back to see my youngest brother graduate from high school. As National Honor Society President, he has done us proud. I didn't want him to think just because we've all left him alone that he's forgotten. Certainly not, and we're jealous he basically graduates with his AA under his belt. I am one of those who doesn't know how to take short-cuts in life.

However, I was glad to get back to Mr Smith. It was weird being away from him. I guess that means I love him and won't be going anywhere for while! I'm beginning to loathe my car.

READS: I read this blog article today going around on Facebook

I enjoyed an interesting perspective.

PROJECTS: Get a job before I freak out (too late). Our spare bedroom is a disaster and in need of major organization, without desks and shelves. Sooo that's difficult. Plus if I start moving Eric's stuff he'll start asking me where everything is. There is a guitar I bought two summers ago along with Spanish CDs left unheard. There is that gym 2 minutes away and Zumba two clicks away. What about cooking, sewing, and crafting? Yeah. yeah. yeah.

I'm making some friends here in WS and we're working on it.

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