My husband, the warrior

My husband became a Spartan warrior today. He along with several of our friends competed in the Spartan race. For those not familiar with this event,  it's a 5K and an obstacle course. They carried gravel, climbed walls, lifted weights on a rock, crawled through the mud and jumped over a fire pit. It took them around 2 hours to complete the challenge. I sat on the sidelines and cheered.

So, we're getting a hurricane this weekend. I'm not worried really. We took in the loose items on our porch and in the yard but we really didn't stock up on food. I know they are saying 40-60 mph winds but until they actually hit, i'm eh. We do have water and I've made some extra ice and we do have a radio and flashlights so we'll see. I've also charged my cell phone, MP3 player and my DS2. That's how I prepare!

Painting, it's not for wimps

So it took us 4 days but we got on bathroom re-done. We started on Saturday cleaning & scraping and patching the walls. Sunday we primed. However we under estimated the size of our bathroom and ended up having to go back to the paint store twice. So a project that should have taken a couple hours took us about six. Monday we painted and with enough paint it took us two hours. Last night we did up all the touch up work and put up the fixtures. There were very few arguments but it'll be quite a while before we paint another room. Our kids may have to deal with a mauve room, boys or girls :-).

My aunt who was up a couple months ago is worse than we realized. My parents are down there tonight and through til Sunday. Her doctor's are giving her a couple more days of being lucid before more than likely going into a coma. She's my father's twin. I can't imagine what he's feeling. I can only hope that this goes quickly and she doesn't suffer. I have some very good pictures of her dancing at my wedding which I am quite thankful for. I'm also really glad the whole family got to spend some time with her while she was up here earlier this summer before she got really sick.

College life is hard

Being a "college kid" again is for the birds. The mattress is uncomfortable, mainly because I don't have an egg crate like I did the first time around. It's not all bad; walking around on a college campus has me feeling nostalgic, and I feel about 5 years younger than I actually am. I like what I am learning but I just feel that my brain is very full of stuff. Processing it all and trying to keep it straight is a little overwhelming at this point. I'm learning all about trusts & the basics of estate planning. What's also kind of neat is all the different people who are here from all over the place. I never realized how many people dealt with what I do (sort of). There are people here from states that I never expected to be here like Iowa, South Dakota & Wyoming.  Saturday is the day of the exam (for everyone in all the different classes). At night I've been coming home, watching a little TV on my laptop and then doing my studying. This actually isn't much different than the last time I was in college except I was watching TV on an actual TV. The suite I am in didn't have a TV and my suitemate who shipped just about everything else didn't bring one.

At home DH is working on taking down the wallpaper in our bathroom. He says he's going to take down the mirror and take off the toilet on Friday or Saturday. The plan is I'm going to scrub down the room when he's done and hopefully we can paint on Sunday. I can't wait to see what the final result is. I've been looking online at new shower curtains all week.We're planning on painting the room blue but i am not sure if i want to go with a solid blue shower curtain or an accent color. I suppose it'll all depend on how the color comes out.

It feels like forever since I have been at work. In reality it's been a week and two days. Maybe because I have been going to class as opposed to being at home on vacation and relaxing it just feels that way. I'm in Boston, where I work. From my dorm window I can see my office building, kind of. I don't know why it feels like I am so far from home. Maybe because I haven't been there in over a week? I'm feeling quite homesick at this point. I just want to get home, clean (lol), and do some cooking. The cafeteria food is ok, I mean it is campus cuisine, but I miss cooking. Not that I would have gone out and bought groceries and packed pots and pans like my suitemate did but I do miss my kitchen. Is that weird?

Time to stop procrastinating and plug in my music to study. I need a 70 to pass although I have been told our test results are only sent home to us and our work doesn't know if we pass or fail. Seeing as how they are paying for me to be here you would think they'd have vested interest in knowing if I pass. I haven't made up my mind if I am going to come back again next year and take the next level course. It's a three year program and I can earn a certification. We'll see how Saturday goes I suppose!

2001 all over again

Instead of working this week, I'm "away" at school taking a week long class. And by away I mean I can see my building from my dorm room. That's right, not only am I going to class for a week but I am staying in a dorm with roommates. I have a 4 bedroom suite for a week. It's got a kitchen, two bathrooms and a living area. So far I have met one of my roommates and she's a neat freak as far as I can tell. I've been sitting here listening to her clean since I got here about an hour ago. She even called the student housekeeping to have them vacuum our rooms and clean our bathrooms. As far as I can tell everything looked pretty clean but then again it hasn't been that long since I lived in a dorm and maybe my level of clean is not as high as other peoples. Regardless of that fact, I think she went out and bought all her own cleaning supplies to clean up all the surfaces and pots and pans. I think she also brought her own ironing board. I'd love to know where she's from and how in the world she brought all this stuff here. This is going to be an interesting week.

This weekend husband and I took a mini vacation to visit NH and our friends house in Maine. The place we stayed in in NH was tiny. I'm all of 5'3 and husband is 5'10 and he almost touched the ceiling. The cottage we stayed in was maybe 6' tall. Thankfully it was only one night otherwise I may have gotten claustrophobic. Also the bed was a full and we are used to sleeping in a queen at home so it was a little tight. Maine was a lot of fun though. 14 of us crammed into my friends tiny little 3 bedroom cabin from Friday until today. There was beaching, hanging out, drinking and generally having a good time. All the meals were at home so it was a pretty inexpensive weekend unless you count the tolls. I feel refreshed for this week.

Nature

Yesterday I decided rather than go to the gym I would spend some time with my husband and go on a hike with him. Actually, it was a nature trail where he went running in preparation for the Spartan Run and decided to just walk. I'm a bit of a klutz so running amongst the trees would not be a good idea, that and I only run when I need to run away from something. About 10 mins in to the walk I remembered why I never join him, I hate bugs. I sprayed myself down with bug spray except for in my face and that's the one place the bugs were attacking. At least half a dozen ended up in my eyes. Even though he ran, I was able to catch up with him for a short while and when he stopped running period, we finished the trail together. He was impressed with the speed I was maintaining so that's a plus. I've also agreed to go camping one night with a bunch of our friends. Lord help me. It's only one night and my husband has promised we can borrow an air mattress and a fan so we'll see how it goes. Pray for me, please lol.