I'm always giving myself hell in that way only overly ambitious, type A personality can do. I'm constantly berating myself for not ever getting nearly as much done on the house as I'd like.

To remind myself:

• Hubby is in Iraq. Thank you Mr Gates for another three months with out him!
• I work, including my commutes, 12 hour days, every day. I do get my every other Friday off, but I've got this unfortunate habit of going into work on them. Like much is getting done in the 2 hours before bedtime.
  
• I can clean house or I can fix the house. They typically don't mix. Errands and chores get neglected when fixing things.... who really needs to cook and buy food? I eat toast for at least two meals a day on the weekends. Peanut butter, it's what's for dinner!
  
• Next is the yard. My really really big yard, without any sort of irrigation. I can battle weeds, or could refinish the floor in the entry. Weeds grow back, and I get admonished by my landscaper mother-in-law.
• An then of course there is a variety of organizations to which I belong, hobbies that get neglected, my meager social life, etc etc.
• And of course, the ever present call of the Internet!
  

Yet here I sit, admonishing myself for all the stuff I haven't done to the house. *sigh*

A rare reason for lack of posting...

Hubby came home from Iraq for two weeks. Lets just say very little of substance got done around the house while he was home.

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The biggest thing we did was pick out paint colors, and play around with them on the back of the house. He had fun with that, he'll be pretty good at color selection after a bit. Doubt he'd admit that to anyone but me (hehehe). Still need to narrow down the window colors.

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Lets see... I got the evol pepper trees pruned back big time. It is a amazing how fast those trees grow, and what incredibly messy they are. You couldn't even pull up in front of the house without hitting some of the branch, though I'd pruned it back last year.

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I got the side door lock replaced, finally. The rounded off screw in the door frame had to be dug out, it wasn't budging an inch (even with a special drill bit). Now the lock can actually engage, what a concept!

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My little Miss Priss Kitty has given me quite the head ache. She won't go to the bathroom outside, insisting on a litter box. I keep in the garage, and somewhat intentionally forget about it to encourage her to go outside. Instead she started peeing on the carpet in the living room. A black light helped identify the exact spots she'd gone (I got all CSI on the kitty) but the enzyme cleaners don't seem to have worked all the well. I ripped up the carpet to make sure the hardwood wasn't damaged, and it looks good.