Monthly Archives: March 2013

The ceiling is falling.

Want to know what happens when you’re thinking about putting your house on the market? Something bad, that’s what. 100% guarantee.

Just look behind curtain #1:

Curtain #1But not yet.

Here’s how this started: Adam says to me yesterday, “Hey Katie, come look at this.” So I walk in the living room thinking he’s going to show me something Lucas or one of the girls had done. Adam’s standing in the corner of the room, looking up.

Here’s what I see:

Start of ceiling fall

Not horrible, right? Not good, but not horrible. But instantly I think there’s a leak in our siding or from our radiant heater in our room that’s right above this. But nope, no leak, nothing. The 100 year old plaster ceiling just pulled away from the walls and cracked diagonally from the corner.

So Adam thinks, “I’ll just cut out that corner and replace it with drywall.”

And here’s when you get to see behind curtain #1:

NowThis is what you get 30 minutes later when cutting out one corner of the ceiling shatters the rest of the plaster into thousands of pieces all over your floors.

Guess what I’m getting for Spring Break besides crappy weather and snow? A new living room ceiling.

Yay me.


Random thoughts on a Saturday night.

It’s been awhile. I haven’t really felt like writing. Actually, that’s not true. I think about what to write all the time, but I honestly don’t have the energy to put thought into a post and write about something meaningful. It’s really just things like:

I am freaking tired.

Work is kicking my butt.

I’m going to have a baby in no more than 9 weeks.

I am freaking tired.

I really like my job. But it’s kicking my butt right now.

Probably because I’m really freaking tired.


I’m tired.

Are my legs/hips EVER going to stop going all numb and tingly?

In 9 weeks I’m never going to leave my house again because I’ll have FOUR FREAKING KIDS and it’ll be too hard to leave and no one will invite us over because we’ll have FOUR FREAKING KIDS.

This isn’t really all I think about. Just almost. I also think about this house situation: remember the last update? Well, a week ago yesterday we actually signed a purchase agreement on the house. Cool, huh? Exciting, right? Not so much. Now we wait for their bank to accept or reject our offer. We wait. And wait. And wait. Oh, and then we wait.

That same day, I drove to my home town to attend the visitation and funeral of a 5 1/2 year old little girl. And while this sick little girl is in a much better place, it doesn’t make being at a funeral of a 5 1/2 year old any easier. You’d think it would. Let me reassure you: it doesn’t.

You know what’s good? Having friends you’ve known for your whole life. Like, literally, your WHOLE life. This isn’t lost on me, but being at home grieving a friend’s loss reinforced the fact that I have friends who are like sisters who I’ve known my entire life. That’s crazy these days and something that I am so grateful for.

My brother’s moving to Indy this summer with his girlfriend. That’s pretty cool too.

Know what’s not cool? Trying to go out on a date with your husband and feeling like it’s never actually going to ever happen again. Tonight, we were supposed to go out, and instead we cancelled our sitter 20 minutes before I was supposed to pick her up because Adam ended up getting super sick during the previous 5 hours. So instead of the symphony, Adam spent the night sick in bed and the kids and I watched some Disney Channel original TV movie and ate popcorn. Last month when we tried a date night, our sitter locked herself out of our house and I had to leave in the middle of the movie to drive home to let her back in at 9:30pm. Which of course ended the date, with me watching stupid shows on TV and with Adam staying to watch the rest of the movie and walking home 2 miles at 11:15pm after the movie.

I did figure out tonight that Lucas goes to bed 99% better when given a glow stick at bedtime. Let’s hope he actually sleeps through the night tonight.

Have I mentioned that I am FREAKING. TIRED?

I can’t remember.