I wish I had some cool and interesting post to write here, but…well…I don’t. Go back and read some of the archived stuff. Most of that is pretty good. :grin: This post is about my big weekend.

Last night, we went and got our plantation blinds. Well, some of them. We’re too stupid with money broke to do all the windows in the house at once. So, we did the front windows first. (Yes, it’s all about what the neighbors might think appearances. Shush.)

And as if that change weren’t exciting enough, I came up with a plan to rearrange our very weirdly shaped living room and actually followed it through, complete with dusting and vacuuming. I know! You’re thinking, “Whoa, big girl. Slow ‘er on down some.” I am living on the edge, I tell ya.

In other news, Becky and Gabby (aka Neighbor Gabriel whose actual name is Gabrielle) said goodbye tonight. There was a very weird vibe between Becky and me, and I had no idea what was going on. They left kind of abruptly, and it was just…weird. So I called Becky, and we talked, and things are good again.

This is a huge relief to me. I love Rebecca. She is truly my role model when it comes to being confident enough to be assertive. Becky really believes in the idea “like me or lump me, I don’t care because I like me” without being obnoxious about it.

She is also the only member of Bill’s family that I’ve felt accepted me from the beginning. Please don’t think I’m knocking Bill’s family. I love every last one of them with all my heart. You won’t find a nicer bunch of people on the planet, I promise. But when little Billy brought home a girlfriend (and a girlfriend with two kids, at that), Bill’s mom hated me not everyone was terribly okay with that choice.

Except Becky. She has always made me feel as though I was just totally a part of her life and family since I was part of Bill’s life. It helped me cope during times when I felt like I would never be accepted by the rest of the family. So, yeah. I love me some Becky. I’ll stop gushing now. :grin: (For the record, Bill’s family has accepted that they’re stuck with me Bill and I are in it for the long haul, and they seem pretty okay with it.)

I know I had other stuff to post about, but I’ve totally forgotten. Good lord. Probably I should go to bed.