Back from a tiny break

Seems that lots is going on, so much that I've had to slow it all down today.  On the heels of getting the new stove last week, second son asked me when I got up yesterday morning if I wanted a new couch.  My goodness, a nice way to begin the day.  The manager of the restaurant where 3 of the boys work was getting rid of a sofa, and it was already sitting outside next to the driveway.  Much nicer than ours which has been getting a bit tattier each day.  I've had to repair seams and cover the back with a piece of fabric because of hard 'pug wear'....but no more! The new one has such fluffy back cushions that Violet the pug can't sit back there.  She looked offended when she tried and fell down between the back couch cushions.

So, with the two items in the house replaced that have driven me nuts for quite awhile, I'm in high cotton, though perhaps tired high cotton.  Now we just need to tidy up.  Still haven't gotten a hang of the new routine with school in session.  We're a mess.  But we're feeling mildly intelligent, so I guess that's something.

I feel a bit zingy, though.  Might just be my age showing, but don't feel settled like I'd like and need to.  Deep breaths.  Might just be because too many changes, albeit good ones, rattle my cage.  Even now Gary's taken fourth son to the phone store to change SIM cards to match their new phones.  New stuff all around, which, for some odd reason, gets me all uncomfortable.  Maybe it's because money has to be spent on all of it. Don't know about that.  I do know, though, that I need a mental rest and some ordinariness to surround me.

I think I'll go now.  Fourth son's 19th birthday is today (yes, on 9/11) and I've got Spanakopita (with chicken added) to assemble.  Fillo dough and feta cheese goodness.  Middle daughter just put his carrot cake in the oven to bake, and I'm going to rest a bit before everyone gets home.