Friday Ramblings: Gift Of Time

After being on a tear for several weeks, my days have come to (somewhat) of a screeching halt.

I have termites to thank.

Many thanks as well to the crappy patch job done on the ceiling in my art room that needs to be redone.

I have spent this week waiting for estimates from exterminators, which brings great anticipation. I'm pretty sure one of them will tell me with the next breeze, my house will crumble around my head. 

So far, all I have gotten is a paper with many numbers on it and the gained knowledge that termites are swarming like crazy in our area this year.

I love gathering information.

Can't ever have enough.

I also love hauling all my art stuff out into my kitchen and working away, enjoying the scent of mud being scraped on the ceiling.

Pretty much I think I can patch it by now.

Useful knowledge, really.

Instead of being on a tear to swim meets, school functions, senior tributes and banquets, I am realizing I still remember how to paint and it's coming hard and fast.

Maybe because I'm realizing I might be packing up the house and moving out for three days while my house is tented and I will spend those two days in a coma out by the hotel pool.

Guaranteed.

Too bad margaritas and heat make me sick, otherwise that would be in the mix.

Great. Now that I know my husband reads this blog I'm in big trouble with that last statement. 

Honey, be glad the coma will not be alcohol induced.

Just the usual exhaustion induced coma.

Sun screen helps. Large amounts of chlorinated water helps.

 Pretty much, I can get high on the smell of a rubber raft and sunshine because it makes me so blessedly happy.

I think I need to stop now.

Plus, another exterminator is coming to give me an estimate. 

Happy Friday.

Linking to Paint Party Friday