Day four

The Last Mimzy was a kids' science fiction movie that was somewhat suspenseful, and I think kid pleasing. However, I get really annoyed when ever I hear things like, "Don't tell your parents," or "know one will ever know," and sneakiness. It really bothers me and I don't even like when anyone jokingly or in seriousness tells my kids that. It is teaching them dishonesty, which is the ultimate bad character trait. So, there are a few things in Mimzy that would make me not want my 9-year-old to see it, but other than that, it was fine. It did keep my interest.

So, today I spent a good part of the day shopping around in furniture stores, and bought some attractive bookshelves for my office. When the house was being built, I had my office designed without a closet to make the room larger, however, with all of my Pampered Chef business garb, and all of my stamping hobby goodies, I find it hard to keep things organized and easily accessible. My office is getting transformed. Also, when my fresh-out-of-college designer helped me with my office when we first bought the house, she had envisioned everything that I told her I wanted to my liking, with one exception. She wanted a faux finish in my office in two tones of yellow, and volunteered to do the painting for me. I was so over faux finishes from my first two homes, but this was new to her. After she painted the first wall, I urged her to stop because I strongly disliked it. It has never been repainted in seven years, and the other three walls are painted with just one yellow tone instead of two. I hope I can find the paint color, and paint the one wall tomorrow to get it ready before my new furniture arrives. Luckily, from the front entry of the room, the wall is rarely seen, since it's the entry door wall. Most people never notice it, but I do, and I am rather sick of it.

Tonight, I went out to dinner at Carino's, by myself, which is always kind of strange feeling. I'm having fun being alone, but feel a bit awkward when a host at a restaurant asks, "Just one?" when I've already indicated "just one." It makes me feel kind of desperate. My serendipity for tonight came after having made my selection, and the server had turned my order in, and I noticed an ad on the table, faced opposite of me. It indicated that the item which I had ordered, Shrimp Scampi, was one of the menu selections that was on special through tonight. My server didn't offer this info up on her own, but I asked her to add my freebie as a to go order. I could choose between lasagna or spaghetti and meatballs, having ordered one of the select items. After dining, I took my free lasagna, so lunch or dinner is covered for tomorrow. I would never order either of those in a restaurant, but hey, it was FREE.

I moved my Crate and Barrel off-white cabinet from my office tonight. It was heavy. Having an extra pair of hands and muscles to move furniture is something I take for granted when I'm not alone. I'm too impatient to wait for help. Actually, I'm usually like this and move things by myself all the time, rather than wait for when Kelly gets home. But it seems more obvious during my week of solitude. I did speak to him on the phone today when he was at the water park with his mom and the nieces and nephews and Christopher. Lindsey headed off to camp before dawn.