Welcome Hell

My sister, Michelle, (or as Janey likes to call her...Hell ) came to visit and immediately went to work. This home will be a "work in progress" for a long time but Michelle really got us going. Her first day here she changed Mike's office from a very bright yellow to a soothing blue. That little change was such a nice improvement that it made all of the work more exciting.

I was in charge of joy school this week. Thursday the boys showed up and I had a slight headache. We went out on a "nature trick or treat" (Michelle's idea and it was brilliant). I had a headache but it wasn't a big deal.
After we came back my head started to pound then I got dizzy, next came the throwing up. Everything happened with a fast wicked force. I have had migraines before but this was a whole new ball game. I couldn't control myself, I was moaning, screaming rolling on the ground. It wasn't pretty. I truly thought I was going to die. I almost told her to call an ambulance but she called Mike and he turned around and came home to take me to the Dr. I was able to get right in as they were probably embarrassed to have me in the waiting room. I vaguely remember Mike giving me a quick blessing. The nurse gave me two shots and within a half hour I was asleep on the little table. All in all it was a weird and scary experience for me. I had a CT scan the next day and haven't heard anything so I'm sure that I'm in the clear. Grateful that my sister was there to handle the boys as well as my children. Yikes.

Some of my girlfriends came over to help unpack my house while I was at the Hospital. I am sure that Michelle bossed them around, I hope we're all still friends. But here are some of the things that were accomplished this weekend.

• tear down wallpaper in kitchen, charlie's bedroom, master bathroom
• paint office
• paint guest bedroom
• organize girls room
• move furniture
• paint dresser for Charlie
• put together dresser from Ikea
• put together 3 beds and 1 crib
• unpack boxes

There was a huge pile of papers that were on my kitchen table when I got home. I told Michelle to just chuck all of them because they obviously weren't important if I had already been without them for who knows how long. She told me to go through each one and decide if to throw it or keep it. I found my patriarchal blessing that has been missing for two years! Hooray! It was a good read.

Michelle is a hard worker and sort of a slave driver at the same time. She's worth hiring out but you'll have to pay a pretty penny to make it worth her time. Thanks Hell. We love you.