Work, work, work…house work.

I haven’t been posting as much as I did a few months ago because we’ve just been so busy around our new house. Things are finally starting to look better and I can’t wait to share them with you all!

I do have some semi-exciting news, my new blog is the works!

And it’s going to feature all sorts of fun posts about our house!

Excited?

Me too!

(If you said “no,” too bad.)

(Actually, if you said “no,” I’m sorry, because I want you to stick around and be excited with me. Please tell me what I should write about that would make you excited next time!)

Anyway, here’s a little preview of some of the things we’ve been working on around the house.

This is what the wall in my office looked like until yesterday. After pictures coming soon. Any guesses on which color I chose?

Yes, we had a purple bedroom. But it’s not purple anymore either…well, except for one wall…which is soon to be transformed, too. I hope. (We also have boxes and boxes on still-unpacked stuff.

This is the crazy pile of stuff to sort through and unpack and move in that’s in my office. Yikes.

 

And this, ladies and gentlemen (or mostly ladies…) is the mess of a bathroom we currently have in our hallway. Make you feel any better about the states of your bathrooms?

So there you have it, guys, a little sneak peak at what’s been keeping me so busy and not-blogging. I miss you all, but my house needs me more right now.

You understand, right?

And just think about all the awesome before and after shots I’ll be able to show you on my new blog soon!

Sleep-cheating…a confession

Well guys, I have a confession to make.

I sleep in sometimes. In fact, compared to my hard-working Hubs, I sleep in almost every day.

See, he gets up around 6:45 a.m. every day to get ready for work. He leaves around 7:05 or 7:10. (Yup, he’s quick.)

I get up when he’s finishing up getting dressed and ready. Before he heads out the door, I make his lunch and breakfast and send him on his way with a kiss.

And then do you know what I do?

I go back to bed.

Yup.

There, I said it. I admitted it.

But every morning, I feel a little guilty about it.

Sometimes I feel so guilty about it that I can’t really sleep so I just hang out there in bed, all comfy and warm and thinking about how sorry I am Hubs had to get up and go to work. Then do you know what happens? If I stay there long enough, all comfy and warm, I fall asleep.

Usually, I wake up when my alarm goes off about 45 minutes later, around 8:00. And that’s usually when I drag myself out of bed.

Sometimes, though, I sleep until 8:30 if I’m really tired. A few times, I’ve stayed in bed until 9:15.

(gasp!)

I know, I know, it’s not like I’m doing something particularly wrong, but I feel guilty that he’s running around on less sleep than me. He is, after all, the one of us who likes to sleep in the most. I have trouble staying in bed past 10:00 (on a weekend, never on a weekday), but he could snooze until noon! Or after if I brought him lunch. Maybe even without the lunch. I swear, he could sleep through an entire day and not even care about missing his meals.

Needless to say, I know he hates getting up. Every morning it goes like this.

(Alarm goes off)

Hubs hits the snooze button.

(Alarm goes off ten minutes later.)

Hubs: Unnnggghhh. I don’t want to get up.

Me: I’m sorry, honey. You have to.

Silence.

Me: Or you can call in sick or go in late…

Hubs: Unnngghh. I can’t.

And then he rolls over and gets out of bed and into the shower.

Poor guy.

It’s like I’m sleep-cheating on him when I go back to bed after he leaves.

I work from home (part time), so it’s not like I feel completely worthless. I am contributing to our family finances after all, and I do a lot around the house, too. The guilt was worse when we were first married and I didn’t have as much to do.

But I still feel guilty.

And yet, I still do it. Almost every day.

I’m torn between sleep and a clear conscious.

And the crazy thing is, he knows I go back to bed. He may be jealous but he doesn’t care. He’s never purposely made me feel guilty. It comes from me, for sure.

(Much like the way I feel about him when he drinks coffee or sweet tea in front of me. I’m jealous, but I don’t want him to miss out just because I have to…)

But the problem is, I don’t know what to do. Should I keep stealing the extra sleep time? Should I force myself to get up and started on my day when he does? Am I crazy for thinking about this so much? Does anyone else struggle with this? Am I totally on my own here?

Help!