Sorry for the lack of blogs

I don't know where the time goes. Work has been busy with Chris off sick and Hal coming in in the late afternoon. On the way home from work I've been getting supplies for the Coffee House. It involves at times driving across Tupelo to get good prices, but puts me later getting home. Today I went to Sams and was there at 7am when they open to pick up canned drinks etc. After work I have been going by the Coffee House to put a coat of paint on a shelf Mike built for the kitchen and I wanted it to be ready to be used this weekend. Came home and did the much needed banking that needed attending to, and finished washing clothes that I had started when I got up this morning.

Got another donation from a company I work with for the Coffee House, Pro Oil. Also I called up the Pearl Street Pasta in Oxford as Mike and I wanted to treat the guy who wrote the newspaper article about the Coffee House as he stayed in Natchez for a while and loved the restaurants there. I actually talked to Eddie, who runs the restaurant, and he is married to Aunt Ruth's daughter. Anyway, he figured out who I was and said he had seen the article and sent his copy down to Natchez to Aunt Ruth and that no way was he going to let me pay for a gift certificate he was going to pay for it himself. I thought that was so nice. I didn't expect to get him on the phone, thought I would get a co worker that wouldn't know us.

Things are kind of on a halt on the house for a wee while. It's just as well, poor Mike has been busy with work and the Coffee House, it really is a lot to do. I worry about him doing too much at times. He has a lot of responsibility at work which takes a lot out of you too. We don't want to go in debt or borrow to fix up the house, so at times we must halt and just pay up bills. How do I feel about this? Yes some times it drives me crazy. I am a neat freak and living in chaos is against my grain, but I have learned to grin and bare it. A bathtub in the living room for over a year, and a kitchen floor my mother colors in with crayons when she comes over, (yes Mum, I have the crayons ready, the floor is still here). On the other hand we have this wonderful Coffee House that so many people now enjoy and think is the greatest thing. Perhaps one of those tv programs would come and fix up our house for us while we are out. Ha! No, we will slave away a little at at time. Here I am doing what I told myself not to do after we lost our home to the IRS on Jones Road that we put so much sweat into and built ourselves, but now, this is our home and we have memories of Isla and Carrie here that are so special. Home sweet home.