may

May has gotten away from me.

Mild recap:

Austin and Taylor miss each other by a week. Yep... 7 days. Taylor leaves on the 17th, and Austin comes home on the 24th. I totally called it.

Lots of changes at work - My department combined with another, and I'm not sure exactly how my job will be affected. I wish that I could know all of the details so I can jump in and start figuring things out. But in the meantime - things are still crazy busy. But I love it.

Remember that one time when I sliced my finger on Branson's birthday? Over year later, and I still don't have full feeling in it. Awe-some. Not.

To add to the still numb finger, I've had major carpal tunnel issues lately. Total bummer.

Blogging, as with laundry, dishes and weeding have basically gone by the wayside. It's sad when you're too busy to clean your clothes. (And our dryer sucks. Seriously. We have to put clothes through 3 cycles of drying to get them officially dry. Awful.)

Our schedule currently consists of waking up too early, going to work, working hard all day, coming home, making dinner, working some more (i.e. piano lessons, fixing our house, washing only the necessary clothes and dishes to not be dirty and gross, etc.), and then going to sleep. And then we wake up and repeat it all over again. It's a boring schedule most days, but we're happy. Happy and healthy (minus these dreaded allergies. Thank you, spring in Utah).

And time keeps passing. Crazy fast. I've made an executive decision that there needs to be 8 days in a week. I just need one more day. Our Saturdays fill up too quickly and Sundays are full of church things. So one more day. A day to sleep in, and get all the laundry done. And time to garden and play the piano. And to bake fresh bread and cookies.

Now I just need to figure out how to make that happen... hm.