ya’ll seriously. this is how i’ve felt lately after what i’m fairly sure has been TWO WEEKS of rain. goodgraciousalive! i have always loved rainy days but i’ve quickly realized that i a love rainy day, not dark & dreary rainy weeks at a time.
last week due to the rain, i had to reschedule four photo sessions. and let me tell you, while i’m beyond grateful for work, the next 5 or 6 weeks are crazy. like so crazy that i believe that fact has also contributed to me feeling a little overwhelmed like the aforementioned image of brinkley!
well the sun is indeed out today & i’m back in the saddle.
for those of you who might have missed it, my soon to be 10 year old awesome golden had surgery a few weeks ago. he had his teeth cleaned, a tooth extracted as well as a large cyst removed from the top of his head. to be honest, i was conflicted about the whole tooth cleaning scenario as it is mighty expensive. but he’s such a good boy and he really really needed it. i often times tell dan how blessed we are to have such a good dog and that i wish he knew how blessed i feel about him. so taking care of him during his senior years is really the best way i can do that. but that darned cone, holy cow. how pitiful. he would bump into the walls & the chairs and it also made it impossible for him to do a little middle school carpool with him riding shot gun.
but as you can see, the cone of shame is no more!
i could write an entire post about the image below.
i grew up with the ‘actions speak louder than words’ statement, but i just love this one~ well done is better than well said. i hope this is true of how we live our lives over here. yet i’m aware how many days my ‘done’ doesn’t always show up. trying to leave margin in my life for the unexpected has always been a challenge. between a full house & running a business or two i never feel like i have enough time. but that’s the cry of our generation isn’t it?
i remember years ago, i think caroline had just been born actually, i had a friend come visit one afternoon. her husband was a very very successful business man. her three children were beautiful & successful as well. she was probably one of the most gorgeous women i’ve ever seen in real life. and most importantly she & her entire family loved jesus. she & her hubby served her community and were involved in young life. i’ll never forget what she told me that day. she said she realized once her children grew up & moved out that she had the gift of availability for her younger mama friends. she was fortunate to be able to be home during the day & therefore used her time to be available for the mamas who just needed someone to hang with the littles while they had a quick run to target. or someone to come sit beside them in the kitchen while they folded laundry & encourage them that their service for these little people was seen & it mattered.
i’ve always wanted to be in a place where the gift of availability was part of my life and how i could serve others. yet i’ll be honest, i don’t even think i’ve done that well in my own home. somedays yes, but not always. and i’ve realized that with our family at the stage we are currently in ( & honestly have been for the last 4 years), that of transition, retrospect can really knock you down and make you feel less than and like you’ve failed.
i’m hoping to blog a little more about how we’ve walked through transition in our home in the next week or so…
last week we tackled two things. taxes & a garage sale. self employment at tax time has just about stolen our joy for the last three years. we need to meet with an accountant and get some advice on the best way to do what i do and not be eaten alive each april.
wow. this post is a sinking ship isn’t it? ha!
we also survived a garage sale. let me tell you friends, i am not a fan of the garage sale. i don’t like to go to them and really don’t like to have them. the sale day is icky enough but the prep prior is the worst. i’m not a great in-the-process person. once i decide it’s out, it needs to be out. so our garage ( we don’t have a basement) was filled UP with all the stuff. we’ve had rain for days & days. the calendar is super full as well. we went to bed friday night after a non-stop 24 hours of rain & i prayed, please lord, let the rain hold off because i can’t live for another month with all this stuff in my garage. woke up at 4:39 to the sound of a light rain outside. the forecast called for a short window in the morning where we’d have no rain. dan & i began to set things up outside in the mist & in the pitch dark. the mist finally stopped & the garage sale was on.
by 2:00 i was over the ‘it’s all a dollar’ forcryingoutloud. and the rain began once again. yes it was worth it & yes i’m glad it’s over. the way i see it, that was the final round of clutter and things we really weren’t using. i began a massive declutter a few years ago. probably the next time we do another garage sale it will be because we’re moving intown and downsizing during our
depressing empty nest stage.
our nextdoor neighbors yard is glorious this time of year. they have dozens of azaleas. as the pink leaves began to fall it truly looked like a fairy land back there.
i don’t think i ever posted these…so i turned 49 on april fools day. 49. you guys i totally feel like i’m 35. well my knees during kickboxing do NOT feel 35 but still. its the weirdest thing the older i get. mentally i’m not aging. i’ve gotten so irritated over the years when i hear people say their birthdays depressed them. like really? like you’re not thankful to be alive? used to bug me like crazy. i’m totally not depressed about birthdays but my word, why they come around so fast is a mystery to me!!
i want to always be grateful for every single solitary day. each & every one. even once i turn…..well…the number after 49.
& just a little reminder….order your noonday collection by sunday to guarantee mother’s day delivery!!