I've been feeling a wee bit melancholy this week, and I blame it on this cold that I thought was allergies and then finally realized was actually a cold, which is probably why the allergy medicine I'd taken for two days wasn't doing much to relieve my symptoms. Some for-the-realz cold medicine, eucalyptus oil on the bottoms of my feet at bedtime (because I'm a crazy hippie with my small but mighty collection of essential oils), and lots of green tea seems to be improving things. Snot is no longer running out of my nose, but it is still draining into my throat. Which is great because there's nothing like the taste of mouth-mucus to put you in a good mood.
I was SO exhausted on Tuesday when I got home from work and I just wanted to lie on the couch for ten minutes or so. Zuzu was NOT exhausted, though, and instead of lying down and resting, I ended up following in the footsteps of her Reign of Toddler Terror and because I wasn't feeling well, I was about two steps too slow, which is how she ended up dumping the dog's water dish (and then sitting in the puddle of water), pouring dog food out on the laundry room floor, pulling lotion and cleanser out from under the downstairs bathroom sink, and pulling all of my precious lotion-infused tissues out of the box and flinging them around the family room (at least that activity was quiet and relatively harmless). Girlfriend likes to keep herself busy.
I returned the first exams of the semester today to two of my classes. It's such a weird moment, because the dynamic of the class kind of changes after that. Because no matter how much someone participates or how friendly they seem to be, now I know their test scores. And they know I know. And no matter how smiley or nice or understanding I seem to be about the reasons they have to miss class or the reason they forgot their textbook, now they know that my exams are serious business. Even if I carried a box of kleenex and a cup of hot tea into class today and kept having to ask people to repeat themselves because I can't hear anything through my stopped-up ears.
We (Zuzu and I) ran into to Walgreens after work/school yesterday and I stocked up on some, um, feminine products. Zuzu was completely delighted with the package of Always pads. She acted like it was the best toy she'd ever been given. She screeched gleefully and waved them at everyone she saw. Then she hugged them and lay her head against them gently as I carried her around the store. She would not fully release them from her hand while the very nice (male) checker scanned them. And when he returned them to her, she clutched them back to her chest and squealed in delight. I am currently considering negotiations with Always to feature her in an commercial. I am also considering putting a few pads in her stocking. Merry Christmas! It seriously would be, for her.
So a couple of weekends ago, I convinced David that we needed to repaint the living room. The lavender-gray was not making me happy. Sherwin Williams was having their 40% off sale and I couldn't wait to get 'er done. We went from "Big Chill" to "Agreeable Gray." We knocked it out in an afternoon. I was super excited for this HUGE CHANGE that was going to make my living room and, by natural extension, my life SO MUCH BETTER.
You guys. They are virtually the EXACT SAME COLOR. I mean seriously. I would show you before and after pics but you absolutely CANNOT tell. I might as well just post the same picture twice.
Okay, that's not entirely true. The new gray is better. It's less purple. It's gray-gray and not lavender-gray. It's like the same color with a different undertone or something that I would better be able to describe if I'd taken art classes. But it's also... blah. I'm just not loving it. I'm not into it. It does not fill me with a feeling of peace and happiness. I thought it was what I wanted, but it's not. Now I don't know what I want.
I'm tempted to paint thole damn room white like the entry way, which I actually really like because it makes the wood trim pop like it's there on purpose, but white also seems kind of blah for the living room. But isn't gray also blah? And unless I go for a color, what other option am I considering? Beige? Greige!? (Note: Agreeable Gray shows up on a lot of blogger lists as a really great greige). I don't know! I have realized that I love gray, but I like it with crisp white trim (like in the upstairs nursery and bathroom). So I'm feeling confused and uncertain and this wood trim is really harshing my vibe. I want to embrace it (which leads me to think: white!). But I just don't know. I'm putting off this project until summer (or maybe spring break?) because the non-lavender gray is not so horrible I can't live with it, it's just not making my heart sing. (I've almost decided to just paint it all white. Is that weird?)
Ignoring my discontent with the lackluster walls, I have taken advantage of having a fireplace mantle and decked it out for fall. It's really too busy, but sometimes I just like to say more is more! Here are all the things I like that are fall-ish! All the things! Maybe someday I'll get better at editing when I feel comfortable putting some things on the side table in the dining room, which right now is kind of off limits due to someone being just tall enough to reach her grubby little hands up there.