As if things weren’t crazy enough around here, I got to add spending a chunk of my day yesterday in the ER with Hubby. Apparently it was his turn to enjoy the fun filled time of getting poked and prodded.
(The above image is in the mid-stage of replacement before the outside was finished)
I HAVE WINDOWS! I just cannot gush enough about how amazing it is to not just be done, but to have these windows instead of the old ones.
I’m on day 2 of window replacement and I really couldn’t be much happier with it all. We have a stunningly amazing crew of guys that are doing such an amazing job. They have been courteous, kept their messes way contained, and been conscious of the cats as they have worked when they needed to access the area we had them confined in, which is damn near impossible with so many people in and out, carrying things and destroying others. There honestly isn’t much I can complain about. I really only have one issue and I’m pretty certain it was just an oversight that will get corrected today.
So, I’m in my last day of getting the house ready for the new windows tomorrow. I’m taking down the last of the curtains in the living room when I notice something on the ceiling. I turn to look and I have a nice line of water spots, nearly across the entire length of the room.
BG and I had another fun evening trying to get my cover image for my book. I THINK I may have gotten what I want. I need to do some playing with it, and then have an actual conversation with a cover designer, but… I’m seriously happy with what I have so far.
Yesterday was the start of a huge, deep cleaning and tossing out project. FINALLY after way too long, Hubby and I went through the basement and created our piles of trash vs. donate vs. keep. We are now ready for someone to come and get years of stuff we haven’t known what to do with or how to get rid of it.
BG graciously agreed to help me work on my book cover concept this week. I adore the fact that she is not only willing to help, but pretty excited to be a part of this with me.
Years ago, and I’m talking maybe 10, I stupidly thought I wanted some herbs. I planted some chamomile, basil, lavender, sage and… mint.
Pretty damn sure I have found and secured the perfect fit for me in an editor.
My old fashioned daylilies are in full bloom right now. I have a tiered bed that is literally exploding with them (as in it is so full they are starting to try and find homes outside of that bed).
My steps towards finding an editor have been… interesting. Yet again, expectations and reality didn’t quite meet up. After a few initial conversations and some deeper digging, I’ve discovered that I am probably looking at several thousand dollars to go through an entire process of different levels of editing as well as cover and design work for my book.
I took the first terrifying step and sent of my initial contact to an editor. I’m not even 100% that this will be the editor I end up using, though from the research I’ve done it is a pretty good chance, but I took that step. It was huge and nerve wracking, but I did it. Now I’m back to sit and wait mode. Can I vomit now?
When I offered to make recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend, I didn’t think twice about it and wasn’t even remotely worried about being able to pull them off. My only worry was going to be finding flowers in the colors that worked as I always try to coordinate with the costume colors. Since this year’s costumes were teal/black, amethyst/gold, and rosy pink, I knew it was going to be a challenge. I had no clue color wasn’t going to be my biggest problem.
It is officially recital weekend and I’m in crazy mode. Yesterday was all about running around and getting some last minute things taken care of (why it takes until last minute before she realizes she needs some of these kinda important things is beyond me). Today won’t be much better because I, again, managed to add another thing to my to do list when I offered to make the recital bouquets for BG and her dance friend.
Today is one of those bittersweet moments of being a parent. A moment when you see your child in the middle of a transition from one part of their life to the next. Today, I watched BG graduate from 8th grade and I’m just overflowing with emotions. Mostly pride, because my girl is just amazing and I got to see proof that I’m not the only one that thinks so.
This is one of my favorite times of year. Dance costume/picture/recital time!
Yesterday was a wonderful day. Hubby and the kids took me to an arboretum, giving me loads of flowers to photograph. It was crazy hot for a mid May day and we were all really done by the time we made a lap through one of the heavily treed trails, but it was awesome.
So, I started my research for an editor and a cover designer. Then I just kind of hit this wall. The sheer volume of different types of editors and pricing and the lists of different steps you need to take with each different one and just… everything. It sent me into kind of a tailspin. It was so overwhelming I just had to step away.
I have finally finished the last of the suggested edits I have for my book. Those are edits I’ve gotten from my two beta readers. I also managed to get a last complete read through completed once those were done to make sure the changes I made didn’t mess anything up in the process.
All that means is that I’m now at the point where I need to hire an editor and a cover designer. I don’t have either one picked out yet, so that means it is time to do some heavy duty research. I know what I’ll be working on next week!
I have complained and whined and moaned, I can’t count how many times, about how much I despise water problems and/or plumbing. Seems my long bad streak when it comes to these things isn’t anywhere near being done.
Today is the only day this week and probably next that the weather is actually sunny and nice. I took a few moments to get out and grab actual proof that Spring is here and that I have some color before the predicted snow. Yes, snow. In April. For the second time. My poor Hyacinths probably won’t survive the second round and the freezing temps we are supposed to get. I needed some evidence that I actually had some flowers this Spring. *sigh*