Wednesday, October 29, 2008

What is this strange lack of noise?

Silence is so strange for me. I think it was the years in a house full of sisters and then my house full of kids. Tonight it's dead silent. The kids are at Brads house for the night. I have no date. I can occasionally hear grandma walking around but that's it!

It's like the langoliers around here!!! (A little Stephen King reference for mom.)

So I scrubbed my kitchen until it sparkled. I washed my sheets that were washed a few days ago. I reorganized the cans in my cabinets. This feeling should pass right?

On a side note, I am only a few small steps from employment. I missed my meeting to get in on account of a battery problem in the car. Many many thanks to Christy for coming to rescue us on the side of the freeway.(Why do you always break down on the freeway? Is that just one of those things like traffic when you are running late?)

Friday, October 10, 2008

The Friday Feel Good (Think Warm Fuzzies)

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items In front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous 'yes.'

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

'Now,' said the professor as the laughter subsided, 'I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.

The golf balls are the Important things- your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions--and if everything else was lost and only they Remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things thatMatter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else--the small stuff.' 'If you put the sand into the jar first,' he continued, 'there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

'Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first--the things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand..'

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffeeRepresented. The professor smiled. 'I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.'

Thursday, October 9, 2008

Times are a changin!

Again I start with an apology to those who actually look on here to see what is happening in my life. I have a very large update for you guys today. Lets start with the biggest and work our way down. It will be like a Tarintino Movie!(I haven't watched Pulp Fiction in a while!)

1. Brad and I are getting a divorce. I am trying to be tough., trying to be strong, trying to be the hard as stone single mom you always hear about. But sometimes, when the mood hits just right or I'm alone I cry. It's a sad sad thing. I have made horrible mistakes and hurt him. He's done the same to me. All I know is that we love eachother, not in the way 2 married people should, but in the way that kids who grow up together and experience life together do. I wish happiness for him.

2. I moved into my grandma's basement. I know it's not "MY" place but I [ay rent and clean it and decorate it! That's about as close to "MINE" as you can get right? It's a strange thing doing it myself but I'm adjusting. Sometimes I think......"What do I do with all this spare time I suddenly have?" So if you have any hobby suggestions let me know.

3. I'm job hunting! I'll let you know how that goes!

I love you all. And thank you so much for your love and support. Special thanks to mom for feeding me, putting a roof over my head, and keeping it real LOL. I needed the tough love.