The dining room is Cranberry

I finished the dining room, after 4 days between Colin and I of painting it. We've gone through a journey with this room so far...first we thought it was hideous after the first coat, and decided it was the colour of Hooker Lipstick. Then by the second coat we decided it was more Classy Lady Lipstick colour. Now the third coat is done, and it's a solid Cranberry. I can live with that! It'll be interesting getting furniture to somehow "match" it.

So I've had a pretty hard day. Now, I'm not very smart but I'm starting to see a pattern: Last time I remember crying this much was 2 weeks ago on my brother's birthday. Today? My dad's birthday. I can't WAIT for November 2nd, my mom's birthday. But at least it means that I'm guaranteed to get to talk to at least 2 family members at a time in one day!! Today was extra-special: I got to see Monster and Grumble on the webcam!! I like to believe that I saw Grumble's ears prick up when he heard my garbled Skype voice that not even most humans can decipher, it seems. I CAN'T WAIT TO GET THEM!! My mom is going to look into shipping them THIS WEEK!!!! Oh man. It'll be amazing when I go greet them at the airport. I can't WAIT to see their carrier approaching me on the Oversized Luggage carousel! I've decided not to drug them because it's too risky -- I've never done it before and don't know how they'd react, and I think they are tough enough that they can endure one day of stress and misery. Actually, reading that sounds horrible. Maybe I should just drug them?? Maybe I should ask Colin's cousin and her husband, who are both vets.

I don't really feel like describing my day in detail and describing why it was horrible, because if you look at it totally from an outsider's perspective, it sounds great: I got up, went for a hike around this little harbour town called Deep Cove with Marley the dog and Colin, then I talked to my family and saw my kitties, then I went to the new house and painted for a few hours, then I went out for dinner with some nice friends of Colin's, and now I'm here, and I might do some colouring. But overall, everything seems SO HARD right now. Getting through every hour is really hard, and I feel like everything I'm looking forward to is a one-time event and then I'll have to find something ELSE to look forward to. Does this make sense? I guess I mean it'll be short times of happiness spread between many long times of sadness. But those happy times are going to be INTENSELY good! Seeing my kitties! Finding a new horse to ride! Seeing my parents in a month! Coming home for Christmas in 2 months! So I'm thankful for that, truly.

Anyhow in this time of inertia, I've made a vow: I will become a GREAT Mario Kart player. I will strive to at least come in SECOND to Nick and/or Tom. More than once! Toadette and I, we will go far.

xo