This past week has flown by. I only ended working at the office for one half day. When Doctor is out of town it is like word spreads like wild fire and people think that he will never know they didn't show for their appointment or cancelled it. So the schedule slowly began to fall apart and ultimitly ended in no patients for me. 
It actually worked out fine though I was able to get a lot done around the house. I moved parts to a carport we are putting up from the driveway to the location Trav had started to assemble it before he left. I moved two loads of branches that had been trimmed from near the garden to the pile we have near the fence line to eventually be run through the chipper. I used the electric chain saw to trim up some branches big enough to keep for fire wood. I hauled two rolls of chain link fence up onto the truck and parts of the old trampoline to take them to the trailer that is our take to the dump pile. All of this stuff was in the drive way somewhere either by the side of the house or in front of the garage or just in a large opening sitting and it looks so much better now that it is cleaned up. 
I then set to work on the garage. I know, I know that is a man's domain but it never has been for this family, I keep it organized and know how to use almost all of the tools out there. I can remember my Dad pulling everything out of the garage a few times a year sweeping and actually hoseing it out and then reorganizing everything. I believe I get this need to clean the garage from him and my mom always kept the house organized and clean so with those two influences combined I am bound to be a little OCD about things. So I first tackled Trav's gear, the numerous pelican cases and containers full of stuff looked like a daunting task but I was determined. So I set up two tables and had just recently moved the love seat from my bedroom in there and began setting things out. I opened case after case and placed all the like items together. I can't even begin to describe the amount of gear this man has, I mean one whole case ended up being just gloves, gloves! And then there were the two cases, one that I could actually comfortably get into, that were just extra bags, like back packs and lugage. So I set to work seperating and organizing and labeling everything. once that was done it was amazing how much better it looked in there already. Then I finished up the rest of the garage and swept the floor and admired my work, everything put away and everything labeled and I still had room for the cases he took with him. I set up a little area for working out I could probably even get my car in there if I needed to.
The project I am tackling now is the office. I have a box of papers from his military career that I am sorting and going to file. I went to Office Max and found folders and file boxes, it was far more exciting than it should have been. I also plan on moving some of the office furniture around and making it more of a guest/baby room so Ethan, the youngest kiddo we have, can eventually move into there. With my mom and step dad coming out next month and then later on my best friend Kristen and her daughter coming that will give them all a place to stay inside the house. It is amazing how going through things and organizing them can make you feel better. I alway do this while Trav is gone. I go through the house, purge, organize and deep clean. Maybe it's a way of passing the time or kind of like nesting I guess. Preparing for his return and making sure everthing is in order to allow for more time together and a peaceful place for him to return to. I know it is relaxing to him to have a home that is clean and tidy and not crammed with a bunch of junk and clutter as it is for me.
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