Some time ago, I read that we were going to get a Wal-Mart near our house. But sadly/happily, it's a no go. The county didn't move fast enough, so Wal-Mart pulled out.
You know how some people are fly-by-the-seat-of-their-pants people and then some are not? I think we know where I am, even though sometimes I wish I was more of the other. But then I realized, no. I LOVE planning. Love. I'm happy with me. I'm also happy with our four trips in the works.
Now that Ollie is three, our thoughts are frequently turned to potty training. But diapers are just. so. easy. Therefore I'm thinking December. You know, when you're stuck in the house anyway.
Chuck was in a car accident Wednesday morning. Not the best way to start a day. Thankfully he wasn't hurt (nor was the at-fault other driver), and her insurance has already taken full responsibility. And we've got a leather-seated Camry until his car is fixed.
Swimming remains quite difficult for me. I just can't seem to get even one full lap without a lengthy rest in the middle. What to do? Rhett has progressed to holding his nose and going underwater, but won't seem to do much beyond that. But at least he does a lot of it.
Maryland's summer has been amazing. Remember 2011 when I was pregnant with Ollie and it was horrible? Well this summer has been the complete opposite. Today's high is less than 80. LESS THAN 80.
One more week until summer ends and school starts. I'm 90% happy about this. Sometimes (a lot of times!) I really like Rhett. But being with just Ollie and having real quiet times is just so flippin' nice.