There has been very little blogging because there has been very little action around here. For one thing, we're in a quiet little neighborhood where things are generally clean and well-maintained. This means there's very little in the alley to report on, and nothing weird is happening for me to tell you about. Our next door neighbors just moved in before we did, but on a whole the neighborhood is very stable.
Our backyard neighbors, Paul and Paula, mentioned that the couple in the corner house hadn't lived there very long, "just a few years." Turns out "a few years" is something like fifteen years, so we know we're going to be the new guy around here for a long time.
My home improvement projects are stalled. The repairs that need to take place are beyond my skill-level (because I have no skills) so I need to wait until Nick has time (which may never happen.) I'm going to paint the living room, but I can't pick a color. The current color is a badly executed green decorative sponge finish we inherited from the previous owners.
Nick is quite busy with his internship. He is gone long before sunrise, and certainly a long time before I'm out of bed. He gets home about 7:30 (when he's not on call), eats, studies for about an hour, then goes to sleep. Repeat again and again, except that sometimes he's on call. Those days he leaves here about 5:00 AM and works until about 11:00 AM the following day. After about 30 hours of working, he's pretty tired and sleeps the rest of the day.
All the shopping I could even want is very close to us, which is very different than in St Louis. There are two ALDI grocery stores within a mile on either side of us. There's an entire mall, a shopping center, and a strip mall within a half-mile. The Target and Home Depot are 1.5 miles away. So here I can just run to the store and it's not a big deal. In St. Louis, I would wait until we REALLY needed something, then I would drive out to the county and go to several different stores while we were out. You had to marathon shop to make it worth the effort of getting to the stores.
Henry has definitely entered a new stage of development. In this stage, there is a lot of screaming (him screaming at me) and he's being mean to the dog. I'm frustrated by both of these things and am feeling a little lost in regards to parenting.