Do you ever stop...right in the middle of your life...and think to yourself "MAN...I have got it MADE!" I did that tonight. I was talking to my second Mom on the phone, and it occurred to me that somewhere in the future (distant or not) that I wouldn't be able to talk to her every night before I go to bed. That I won't be sitting in this house...this home that I have created for me and my love...that this moment will not always be as it is now. I just had a huge wave of thankfulness pour over me, for I am blessed. Very blessed.
I really want to focus on the good in my life. I don't know why that is so hard to do. I have a great life. But I have so many trust issues that rob me of my happiness. But back to my mantra: Don't worry...be happy. :) So that's what I am going to try to do. I am about to be visited by my monthly guest, so we'll see if this attitude can hold up through the PMS fog. I really hope it does, because I'm tired of being sad. I am so over that.
So lets see. Today was a weird day. Because of the heat (ten straight days with no rain and over 100 degrees daily) we decided to grill out in the morning. So at 8:3o this morning, Elvis was out there with his grill mitts on, grilling up a feast worthy of the gods!!! This mad is a genius with the grill. And not the pansy-ass propane grill either. The first time I told him that this was the way I grilled...he laughed me out the door.
"Seriously babe...only wimps grill with propane" (he said it like it was a curse word)
Well...excuse me. But he showed me. Briquettes and fire, apparently, are what the ancients used to grill their ambrosia. Seriously. So he was out there grilling while I ran around with the hose and prepared my beautiful flowers for another harsh day of brutal sun. And brutal it was, but we didn't care as we were holed up inside with BBQ to eat and the Casey Anthony trial to watch. (which is a whole other chapter, that we won't get into here)
We didn't go anywhere except down to the gas station for some smokes, and that was fine by me. I love my home and love spending time in it. I think I must get that from my Mom. She was a homebody also, and didn't like to travel too far.
And laundry. I did laundry all day. I hate laundry because its never done. Ever. I do this crazy thing where I will try to get completely caught up. I'll strip down naked, and make Elvis do the same so that I can wash our current dirties, and even that doesn't work because then we are working on dirtying the next batch. Its almost to the point where I'm washing the towels before we even use them. I'm silly. And laundry. Can. Seriously. Bite. Me.
Other than that, this day was calm and uneventful. I didn't finish organizing the office, but maybe I'll do that tomorrow. (says the girl with the serious procrastination issues, lol)
Whatever. So that was today. :) And tomorrow...I will catch fish. Wait on the pictures. I'm serious.
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