This morning began bright and early with visits from the gutter men, the drywall peeps, and the landscaping dudes. While our house is going to be lovely once it's finished (and is, in fact, lovely right now), I am so.stinking.tired or people showing up at our door at 7:30 or 8 a.m. It's not that I mind having to get up by then, but rather, I mind that it sucks time to answer the door, check if everything is going okay, calm Haruki down every time someone new comes to the door, etc., etc. I love our house and I'd never go back to renting like I used to, though sometimes I do wistfully remember when I'd wake up and have me and only me to take care of--no dog to walk or feed, no windows/skylights to open and shut, no laundry list of household stuff to do. Wahhhh-Wahhhhh. Crybaby, I know. These aren't complaints per se, but rather reflections on a new stage of life that I've entered. As much as I resist, I'm just not allowed to be (as much of) a self-centered little brat anymore. Boo.
But, I've also got some pretty sweet boons that come with having responsibilities outside of myself:
|Haruki: "You give me that treat NOW or I'll bite your face off."|
|Haruki: "Yeah, that's it--I'm glad you're learning who the real freaking boss is."|