Things I Can Do in the Bathtub Besides Bathe

So the husband has "temporarily" disabled the sink. Until it is functional again, I have to use the bathroom sink or bath tub. The first time I needed to do dishes, I tried the sink. I never realized how small that sucker is. So the logical solution...

Activity #1 (that I can do in the bathtub besides bathe): Give the dishes a bath. Not only does it work really well, it amuses the heck out of young children. Beans sat in the bathroom with me the whole time I "gave the dishes a bath."

I will say that I considered putting her in there with them. I asked my sister what she thought about it. After a brief moment of hesitation she came to the same conclusion I did. Though our father used to have us stomp on the laundry in the bathtub when we lived in Egypt (and we loved doing it), dishes are breakable and sharp. If they weren't however, Bean would be bathing with the dishes.

On to my next "discovery." When the husband asked what I was planning for dinner tonight, I realized I'd have to defrost something... in the sink. (I'm aware that this isn't always the safest method of defrosting, but I keep a slow trickle of cool water going to ensure the temperature stays low.) But this inspired my next "discovery."

Activity #2: Defrost meat for dinner. It's the same principal as doing it in the sink, just larger scale. A really big sink if you will.

I'm starting to think of the tub as a really big sink. It's great. I mean, I did bathe the Bean in the kitchen sink when she was an itty bitty. Why not bathe the dishes in the tub? If I make another "discovery" I'll be sure to keep you posted.

I've Got A 50 Pound Bag Of Potatoes

Much has changed in my little world in the past week. I guess you could say that life gave us potatoes.

My little family and I have been planning to move closer to my dad for a while. He's not old or needy, we just think the area he's in offers us more opportunities. Not to mention the school system is far better than the one where we currently live. So we've been planning to finish our work on our house and put it on the market. My husband had (yes, had) a good paying job (albeit physically challenging and stressful) and was making good progress on the house weekend warrior style. That was our course of action. It was working and we were content with it. Life was pretty good.

But someone, I'm not sure whom, once said that life is what happens while you're busy making plans... My husband lost his job a week ago. Here are your potatoes.

We're looking at it all as positively as possible. A blessing in an ugly disguise if you will. Maybe the universe was trying to tell us "hey guys, wrong path. You need to go this way." So new plan. We're giving ourselves two months to finish our repairs and pack it all up and head on to my dad's. We're fortunate that we were as prepared as we are. It's by no means going to be easy, but we're going to give it our best shot. We've got a deep freezer full of food, money for the bills for a couple months, and great family and friends standing behind us.

I don't think I've ever addressed my opinion on what one should do "when life gives you potatoes," but I know what I'd do. I've decided to make vodka and make a toast to what I have and the opportunities the future holds. Cheers!