Settling Back Into Real Life

This weekend while I was away, I pretty much felt like I was in high school again...minus the big hair and the sneaking out and the boy crazy attitude.  Us girls talked and laughed and on the very last night stayed up until the very wee hours of the morning milking every minute out of our precious weekend.

And then I drove home and suddenly aged 30 years in a short 6 hour time period.  Back to work, back to laundry, back to males who were hungry and needing permission slips signed and reminders to study for finals.

From high school girl to middle aged mom.

And all day today, all I could think was 'thank you, Jesus.'  This life that I have been given...wow.  Is it perfect?  Nope.  Is it always easy?  Nope.  Is it without worry and frustration and broken attic stairs and ants and a dog who suddenly barks?  Nope.

But I am so very, very blessed.

In the midst of work today, I drove to my very favorite little Catholic church.  I like to pray in quiet places...in churches, sitting on wooden pews that smell slightly of Lysol and have a bit of a chill to them.  I'm not sure why...but I just do, and Catholic churches seem to always have the 'unlocked door' policy.

So I drove to my favorite little church and spent some quiet time.  I have a lot on my mind...a friend with an ill mom,  another with an ill brother, a son of mine who is struggling with the 'what to do next' syndrome, a parent in the hospital.   But there was much more today.  Praises.  So many, many praises.

This life is fleeting...and I realize that.  It's all just temporary.  But I have been given so much and I am so very, very thankful.

The weather this morning was so warm that I actually walked the dog barefoot.  Around noon the temperature seemed to drop and it began to sprinkle....all while the snow began dumping in other parts of the country.    I'd love a good snow storm right about now...a day to stay in and make a pot of soup and catch up on Gilmore Girls but sadly, that's not in the cards.

It's been kinda hard to come back to real life.  Real life means there are some things I need to take care of that I'd rather not, deal with some things I'd rather not...real life means being a grown up.

Putting on my big girl shoes now, ok?

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And part of being a grown up is dealing with what is going inside the four walls of my little house on my little street.  The issues in here have reached a boiling point...are you sitting down?

One of our two cats is peeing all over my sons bed.  Not sure which one it is but we are all at wits end...I mean, seriously, have you ever smelled cat pee????  It's happening over and over and over and we are all just about done.  Yes, the litter box is clean and yes, we try and keep his door closed and yes, we need to take them both to the vet to see what's what but if nothings up then it might be time for them to go live a happy life somewhere else.

For reals.

And our sweet, scaredy dog?  The boys taught him to bark (lovely) and he's been caught getting into the trash at night so I'm going to have to put a child lock on the cabinet door.

1,200 sq feet.  One husband.  Two large sons, plus a third who shows up now and then. Two (peeing) cats and one (barking) dog. 

Anyone got a partridge in a pear tree?  It's the only thing we're missing.

Happy Tuesday, y'all.  It's a new day....let's make it a good one.

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