I don't come into xanga so much any more. Is it because the newness is wearing off, or have nothing profound to say, or too busy doing nothing. Doing nothing, is maybe not the word I should use, because I do a lot of things that are important, but pale's to what I used to do, so it feels like nothing. I have been doing xanga for quite a while, and possibly , got the wrong idea of the whole thing. I realized that xanga is just a journal, and as soon as I find out what the word means, I will use as such. I do like the communication of it. After all, one can not sit in a hole and not comunicate. I thank all those who put up with me. My first journal, what ever that is.

While it's still winter here, we are having warmer weather, than colder. How can I tell? The rain is warmer, as it seeps through my cloths.  I now have to start thinking of the bird bath, because, those birds want all they got coming. The cement of the bird bath , is deteriorating,and I don't know if I can save it, or get a new one. Forget about it? I would have to move out. For some reason, the birds mean a lot to me.  I like spring. I can hardly wait. Have a good.

We finished painting and rearranging the computer room. We decided to paint it ( not red), but a light orange. We rearranged the his, and her desks a little here, and a little there. So, what we have here, is a more roomy, and a very pleasent surrondings.  We decided to have no more smoking in this room, unless one feels like it, and that is most of the time.   I am very pleased with the out come. Have a nice day.

We had a very good day washing the computer room wall. We washed her walls, will do my one wall tomorrow. I mentioned painting the walls red, and after I got back up off the floor, I agreed, it was a poor choice. I like doing this stuff.

  The room I have decided to paint, is what we call the computer room. We have two computers in this small room, and two computer desks, file cabinet, and it's not a big room.   But, we have no problem doing what we do on computers. The first desk, is a big one, and take's up a wall and a half, and all hooked together, and it has to be moved in order to wash the walls, and paint, and we don't want to tie up the computers very long, because, it's an important part of our world. (cry babies) I find it an interesting project, and should survive.

Sometimes I wonder what my purpose here is. There seems to be a lot of same old, same old. Then, there come's a bright spot now and then, which seems few and far between. But it is those bright spots, that keeps one moving along. I may be a bit odd ball, but my latest bright spot, is washing walls off, and lord knows they sure need it. Cutting the hedge, just make's my crank whirl. I also like going to town and do grocery shopping. After looking at what I wrote, I find there are lots of things that turn my crank.