I've discovered something interesting about myself. When things are going good, I don't write so much. I'm not sure if this is because I don't feel such a need to write. Or if it's just because I'm too busy being happy to take the time to write.
In any case, there you have it. Why I've been MIA from my blog. (I think another teensy bitty part of it might just be simple laziness. But we won't go there.)
So now that I've had a rough couple of days...I'm ready to write again! LOL, psycho, I know.
It's been a rough week. It started so great with a day off on Monday. And then topsy turned into torture. Well, maybe torture is a bit too strong a word.
Instead of focusing on the bad things that have happened I have decided to focus on the good.
Ebug earned his wolf at his Cub Scouts Blue and Gold dinner and my adorable cousin Katie watched the twins so I didn't have to chase them around the building.
My big mirror lasted more than ten years of abuse from my boys before breaking.
When the mirror broke and the twins were picking up the pieces it only resulted (miraculously) in one small cut.
The man who told me off on the phone when I was working didn't yell at me and thanked me nicely for leaving him the heck alone.
Izzy was quite the cheerful little guy on his trip to Instacare and then the emergency room. And the only time he cried was when he was being held down. Oh, and only three measly stitches. Not even something to brag about.
I thank the good Lord again that my cousin Katie was here to watch the other kids while Eldon and I took Izzy to the emergency room.
I was finally able to take Roo to the doctor to figure out what is wrong. Believe me, you don't want to know. Let's just say I'm pretty sure an enema is lurking in the near future for the poor little guy.
The lady sending me the crazy messages dissing on me and my state has finally stopped.
I'm alive and well, even if I am behind on a million things. I love, and I am loved. I have four sweet little beings to hug and love, when they'll let me. I have the love of my life that holds me every day and rejuvenates me with his touch. He is my safe place.
The beauty of bad days...is that you always know they won't last forever. And how could I fully enjoy the sun.....without living in the dark for a while?