The reality of life is hard to see sometimes, especially when your head is down and you're dancing as fast as you can. Bear with me....this post won't be as ominous as it sounds.
It occurred to me today that I need to face the facts. Who better to share them with than you?
We have a new addition at our house. I have fought this for years. Finally, I just got tired of fighting...and so, meet Pumpkin.
This little girl is 3 months old and belongs, officially, to my daughter Emily. At 21, she made the decision to get a puppy....even though I tried to talk her out of it, what with Grandma here, me working, her school and work schedule, etc., but it was no use. My girl has wanted a dog literally since she could say "doggie." Those close to me know what a struggle this has been. The reality is that Pumpkin is here now. To her credit, she is a good pup and Emily takes wonderful care of her. My mom is sure getting a kick out of her, too.
Fact two is that, as hard as I try and as much as I talk about it, my beloved projects are on the back burner.....and may simmer there for some time. My life belongs to my loved ones for now, so I'll get to them when I get to them, and not a moment sooner. Saying that last bit seems to have lifted something from my shoulders....I'm not sure what, but I feel better all the same.
Fact three: I need to take better care of myself....a lamentation floating around my head for the last couple of years. I've heard it, read about it, and been told flat out...."if you don't take care of yourself first, you won't be in good enough shape to take care of anyone else." I understand it, believe it, and know I have to implement a program ASAP.
My hubby has returned from a week-long business trip, and boy-o-boy I'm glad he's home. After 25+ years of the goodbyes and welcome homes, I still miss him terribly. We have a busy weekend planned. I am actually looking forward to scrubbing my floor in the morning while my guys attend an auto show. Then it's some shopping and various sundries to fill in the hours. I'm hoping you are all looking forward to a nice weekend, filled with nothing but happy realities.
Pumpkin is a Bichon-Poo
"Whoever said you can't buy happiness forgot little puppies." ~ Gene Hill