The View...

Okay, Cerese here is the promised view from the front door looking into the kitchen. Pretty breathtaking I know! I mean who wouldn't furnish their front room complete with an air compressor, gigantic shop vac and insulation dribbling from the ceiling? Its a photo straight from Home Beautiful... I'm going to also put in a reverse view looking at the front door from the kitchen by the fridge so you can see the stairs, and then last but perhaps most breathtaking, the view from the hallway. From there you can see the glories of the "work station", the covered old stairwell and the beginnings of the30 year patching project on the ceiling. (That is a rough estimate - I'm sure it will take longer in reality).

The cabinet guy did come last night. He was impressed with my sharpie "murder victim" outline on the floor indicating where the cabinet and bar would go. He said he wished everyone would take the time to draw things out. Yes, I DID cast a few meaningful glances in Chuck's direction but he was of course oblivious. So, I had to pat my own self on the back. Then when he left I re-measured the distance on the floor and realized that it was 39 inches instead of 36 (because of the extended wall for the electrical boxes). So, my short lived gloating was curbed when I had to call the cabinet dude and tell him of my error. Dang!

So, tonight I get to start the fifth installation of the Reach Out class at the district office. It is the class on substance abuse, it's signs, symptoms and how to deal with it in the schools. The other classes have been very informative and I actually get some useful information each time. Rather unusual for college classes, at least from my experience. I will be interested to find out more about the drug that was highlighted on the news this week. Salvia? I had never even heard of it, but apparently it isn't illegal and is readily available and scary. It wasn't bad enough that I have to keep my aerosol cans under lock and key so kids won’t be huffing it. Now there is another drug that is legal? It all makes me sad. The kids are under attack from all sides… Well, that is depressing…

I’m trying to think of something to lighten this entry up…Hmmm, ok, I’ve got it! When I leave for work in the morning it is now starting to be light instead of pitch black! I love it! I hate it when it is so dark. I feel like I’m some kind of nocturnal lizard with a soft white underbelly that has to scuttle about in the dark. Oh wait, I do have the soft white underbelly! And I used to be pretty nocturnal. Ok, so maybe I should feel more comfortable in the dark. I just don’t. I’m happy for the return of longer days. Yeah!