• When something bad happens, paint.

    We are right smack in the middle of another painting project. Now we’re painting our bedroom. We’ve colored three-fourths of the room, and I must say it is looking good. I had my doubts when Cheryl proposed the project and the color, but she has done good. Now the only question is wether I will finish up tonight before our new bed comes tomorrow. Only time and energy reserves will tell.

  • Dazed.

    Life has been going by faster than I can pay attention. I am constantly finding myself two steps ahead of where I thought I was. Is this what it means to be one of two working parents?

  • And then there was one less.

    Falling under the category: “surprised but not surprising”, a coworker with lung cancer passed away. When people around you die after being diagnosed with lung cancer, and after being a long time smoker, wouldn’t you think it might be time to stop smoking? (If you were a smoker?) I see folks hacking away, braving in-climate weather to get their nicotine fix, and I wonder what is going through their minds. Does the calming effect of nicotine help them get over the fear of cancer, or are they just in denial. I just don’t know.