No epiphanies to share today

I *had* one, but in the stress of the day, I promptly forgot it. Do you see why I have to come here and write stuff down now? LOL I'm pretty sure it wasn't anything earth shattering, at least.

We finished the Return of All Clothes To Closets and the Great Girl Swap. :) Now the beds are bunked, and Batty's toddler bed was moved to a different corner. The transition has been surprisingly hard on everyone. Skye, who has wanted to be the one to have her own room for awhile, has been crying on and off all day, and has a variety of different things that have set her off, but honestly I think that she is unexpectedly LONELY and doesn't take change well, even if it was something she wanted. The others have been all manner of crabby and out of sorts too, but none as bad. At least this is a warning about what may happen when/if we move! I, personally, really like the look of the new arrangement, at least. Before it was wall to wall beds practically, you couldn't open the dresser drawers all the way, and there was only a small square in the middle to do anything, like walk. Now there is much more floor space. Other than the beds blocking the window, it's not bad.

No more rearranging tonight - dh and I are going to take it easy for an hour and watch the season 2 finale of LOST. We thought we would be watching it LAST night, but didn't realize it was a two-parter, so only had time for one (Dh wanted to watch the end of the NCAA championship game. Men. ;-) ). I can't wait to see what happens. Since I'm also watching season 5 as it goes along, at least I can console myself with thoughts like, "Well, I know Kate/Sawyer/Jack/Hurley, etc won't die tonight because they're still around 3 years later!" Makes me feel better when everyone's shooting at each other.

Jeffrey has been taking up a storm lately, and I love it. It's still only 1-2 words at a time, but it's better than the *nothing* we had a short while ago. My favorite thing is when I'm setting the table and talking to him about dinner, he'll run to the stairs and shout something like, "Emma-naa-eee" which I think is him imitating me yelling "Dinner's ready!" Hey, he tries.

Now that you've gotten through the most boring post ever, God bless you, and I hope you have a good day. :)