broken pipes, crooked spines and lavatory dreams

my husband decided that our bathroom needed an upgrade. it did. so we bought a new sink, toilet and easy to assemble flooring. the major project was supposed to be a built in shelf and the whole thing was supposed to take one weekend. that was three weeks ago.

when he removed the old sink he broke a pipe. it was the last of the old galvanized pipes in the house so we decided we might as well change it out but to do that he'd have to open up the wall. opening up that wall was was like opening up pandora's box. the next thing i know my entire bathroom has been completely gutted- floor tiles, wall tiles, bathtub, all walls, door...EVERYTHING. and since we only have one bathroom, we had to move out.

i'm closer to work but i miss our house, our space and especially our bed. all the money i'm saving on gas has been going to tylenol and chiropractic. i don't want to complain though because he's working so hard on it and it's going to be beautiful.

so...i guess i have enough pills to last a few more days.

how many best friends does a person really need?

i think i might be done with making friends. i had a discussion with an old friend the other day about this. turns out the last good friend she made was about ten years ago. and the last time i added a new friend was about six years ago. of course we meet new people all the time but we're talking about good, true, talk to on an almost daily basis, probably going to see them later, got them on speed-dial, share your secrets with, bail you out of a jam no matter how big or ridiculous kind of friends. (you know you're one of my true friends if you can actually think of a ridiculous situation that i've been in or one that you've actually had to bail me out of. haha!)

so the last one of those i made was about six years ago and quite frankly...i kind think i'm pretty solid in that department. is that weird? i mean is it weird that i don't really want to make anymore friends? doesn't that make me sound kind of horrible? i realize that some people move around a lot so they have to constantly start over and make new friends all the time but i've lived on guam for twenty-eight years and i have no plans on going anywhere. some of my good friends go back as far as elementary school. then i have a few from middle school, another few from high school and my volleyball club, a small group that i held onto from the college years and a couple from work. the more i think about it, the more i'm convinced that i'm pretty set in the friend department.

if you made the cut, lucky you!!

lol. actually...lucky me. i love my friends!!

:)