Dude, I spent several hours painting the house today. I had so many paint spatters I looked like I had moles everywhere.
Alan helped, as well as my sister's friend Gabriel. I think it kept my mother and grandfather from overworking themselves. The house looks much better now, I think. Loads better than that pinkish adobe color. It's now a pale birch color with chocolate trim, which makes the brick look a hell of a lot better.
My mother busted her leg jumping off a ladder and chasing after the dog. Poor dog. She finally caught one of those squirrels that have been tormenting her for years. The dog broke the squirrel's back, so my mother ran out to grab it and finish it off mercifully. But she tripped on the uneven rocky ground by the porch. My grandmother was very upset with her for leaping off the ladder like that.
I am so tired. My knee aches like crazy and makes me feel old. I laid in the bath tub for an hour with my lavender mint bath bomb from
Skindazzles and ate peanuts. I think I sunburned my right shoulder. But the bath helped a lot.
I have the feeling my grandmother wants great-grandchildren sooner rather than later. Every time a baby came on the television, she had a comment about the cuteness of it. She was also asking my sister when I was planning on having children. I feel a bit of guilt, like I'm depriving her of that particular pleasure. But I am so not, not, not ready for children and may never be.