So last night I wanted to blog but blogger had issues.
So do I.
I know, "WHAT? someone will admit to having issues?"
Yep, I have issues.
Which is why I have not blogged.
This winter kicked my trash!
Seriously, I could not get outta winter quick enough.
Not sure why, I don't think it got to -40 even this winter.
I think for me it was that the snow came quicker than the last few years and for 9 weekends in a row we had snowstorms.
I don't travel unless the weather is nice.
I am a chicken, I will freely admit it.
We have studded tires on our can, still won't go.
So it meant a LOT of weekends sitting around doing not much at all.
I know what you are thinking "Oh, her house must be SO clean!"
yeah, no.
I have been trying to work thru my issues.
I started going to see a counselor.
I am ok going most of the time, sometimes it's hard though.
I have been trying to figure out how to let things go.
I am so not good at it, actually I really suck at it.
Lots of things just roll off my back really easy, so stick there like they have been stuck on with crazy glue.
I hate that about myself, I wish I could be better at letting things go.
Hoping the counselor can help me learn to let go of things.
I have been reading a book about being ok with things not being perfect (J, I will do another book report for you if you want when I am done.)
It's actually been really good to read. It's helped me to realize that things don't have to be perfect all the time, it's ok if somethings are just "good enough"
SO 2 nights ago I went outside to weed my garden.
It turned into weeding the garden AND mowing the lawn.
I went to bed with a smile on my face!
I forgot how good it felt to get dirt under my nails (I don't use gloves)
I love the smell of freshly cut grass and paired with dirt under my nails, loved it.
I was looking thru my seeds for planting.
We have our garden out back and a community garden plot.
Hopefully by Monday night we can have our community garden planted.
Potatoes and green beans are going in there.
The rest of the garden may go in on the long weekend.
Then B gets baptized the 28th.
Wild.
To think I have had my miracle for almost 8 years.
Wow!