Nesting, the Pope and hamster bites
Me: Do you want our room to be ‘Nerdvana’ and our living room to be ‘Nirvana’ or the other way around?
Me: I mean, do you want our bedroom to be tranquil and our living room to represent our fandom?
Yeah. I was wide awake now. After laundry, I got a ‘nesting’ thing going on. And yeah, discovered I was sick.
Woke Nic up to take his meds, and dug in.
I had energy from God knows where and I was up for it!
We have cleaned things and moved things and adjusted things that haven’t even been LOOKED at in months.
I was determined to have a strange and new clean place to wake up to tomorrow, after spending tonight behind the lens on the tripod. SO excited about the moon.
Had the Pope on the whole time, and let tears run as I acknowledged what an authentic person he is.
Then came mass. And I realized why I am NOT a Catholic. No offense. But I think even God would be like, “Ok, this is running a bit long, there are people out there we could be helping.”
In my not so humble opinion.
I, the anti-organized religious chick, is SO in love with the pope.
Back to the other weird stuff I love.
So, now the living room is nerdville. And trust me when I say, this is a FRACTION of the shite we have. And when I say ‘shite’ I mean, stuff we care A LOT about.
So bedroom turned into this:
There is so little to do with what we have. BUT! What we have is so appreciated. We are all grateful for the roof, the food, the family … But will my home grace the cover of ‘Home and Garden’. LMAO! Nah.
What matters is family. And I’ve spent time with not only my honey, but my son throughout the day. Then I tried the animals.
I brought Nic’s hamster out of the cage – and while I do not want to pat myself on the back (OH! I SO totally DO!) when she bit me – not once, not twice, but 5 *&%$ing times – I didn’t flinch. I didn’t want to hurt her teeth!
I certainly didn’t want to fling her across the room, and trust me, that was HARD! Kept calm, placed her back into her cage after she ‘released’ and then tended to my wounds.
Pope is still on TV. I’m still loving him. Tripod is ready for the night – and I’m SO grateful. For everything. For everyone. And thank you to the Pope for being an amazing REAL person who blessed us with his visit. I teared up more watching him than anytime in my past. He gives me hope for religion. #THEREISSUCHGOOD
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