After living in Arkansas for 12 years, my parents are coming to visit. They called a couple weeks ago to tell me, and they don’t want the Husbear or the kids around, and I’ve been “nervous” ever since. What is it about the parent-child bond that, even though I’m 30 years old, I’m still intimidated by the possibilities of what may happen?
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Merry Christmas! We hope you have a great holiday season, and a wonderful New Year!
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We lost our puppy Lola today. We took her to the vet to be spayed, and she never woke up after the operation. The Husbear’s not taking it to well, as this is the first pet he has become attached to since he was a child.
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The Husbear got in another few hours deconstructing the room today. He completed pulling all the wall boards off down to the studs, and then removed the floorboards down to the joists. Some of the joists were bad. Some weren’t even supported between the run, and some had even broken off the foundation! Well, the project price just went up! We temporarily propped up (with the help of a hydraulic jack) some of the runs under the middle of the house with cinder blocks and 2x6s. We’ll have to go back and check the entire under-flooring of the remainder of the house so we don’t have any surprises later.
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I can say this officially now–I got a promotion at work, and will be moving to another team. I’m a little scared about the job change (which I guess is to be expected), but am really looking forward to it. This will be my first salaried position with the company (I had been hourly up until now), so I think the biggest change will be no longer “punching the clock.”
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The Husbear got home from work early today and pulled more of the downstairs bedroom apart. He pulled the Sheetrock from the wall, and under that was (mostly) old tongue-and-groove boarding that had been wallpapered over many times in the past. At some point in the past, there must have been some damage of some sort, as a large section had been replaced with apparently whatever they could find at the time. Pulling off some of the boards to check out what the insulation was like, we discovered there was no insulation in the walls at all! That would explain why it was so cold in that room last winter. We just thought it was because the ghosts stay in that room!
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