Personal Time

So, as we are getting close to the end I've noticed that there is almost a calm throughout the house. We will sit in the quiet and read next to each other, do simple things without a hurry like cooking dinner or cleaning up after wards. Everything has just come to a slow, and we are taking things in as slow and easy as possible. It's as if there is a mutual understanding that any day now it will be complete and total chaos in our house and right now we are just going to relax and enjoy our last few days together when its just us.

I thought about this post last night when I realized that we were both doing something that was just for ourselves. Matt has started a new pet project of restoring an old gun. Of which, he sat at a table for a few hours, just working on trying to clean out all of its parts in hope that some day it will be usable again. He found the gun in my dad's work shed hanging on a nail in the wall. And after hearing the story behind the gun, he decided that it needed to be restored. The gun is an old colt that was burnt up back in 1991 when our house burnt down. Although, it was mostly destroyed my dad couldn't part with it, and hence its been hanging in his shed for the last 19 years. Here are a few pictures of him working on it.

 

What was I doing? I took the time to watch a chick flick, and paint my nails! I know this seems simple, and uneventful, but it was exactly what I needed. I got in bed after the dishes were done from dinner, set out my manicure/nail stuff, put in a movie and just took my time. I had nothing better to do, and it felt nice to have nothing that I had to do.  Here is a picture of my handy work.