Day 98

Oh, wonderful Wednesday.  Gabe gets out of school early on Wednesdays, but he seems to have a hard time grasping the whole 'early' concept.  It usually never fails that he gets home on Wednesday and asks me why Taryn is late (since she's home before him the other four days of the school week).  So for the umpteenth time, I explained to him that Taryn wasn't late getting home - he was early.  Maybe one of these days he'll get it.

Not much happened around the house today.  I did laundry...woohoo.  I also managed to get the trash can out for pickup before it was completely and totally pitch black outside, which is quite a feat in my world.  In about five hours we'll officially mark 14 weeks down.  That means our 'weeks to go' count is in the 30s.  Somehow it seems a lot shorter when you say it than it does when you actually look at it on a calendar.  It's all good, though.  We're a quarter of the way done; before I know it, I'll be saying we're halfway done, then three-quarters done.

Wednesday also means chain day:

The chain is still hanging doubled on the hanger; if Taryn were to let go of the loose end, the last three or four links would be laying on the floor.  I swear...my mission for next week is to find some other way to hang these things up...lol.

And on that note, I'm going to go get ready for bed.  Off to wait for day 99...