what's just one more?
Life is interesting sometimes. Just when I think I have it all figured out, someone changes the rules on me. But the truth is…like my dad used to say…life doesn’t have any rules.
After a horrendous Monday (high on the scale of bad Mondays) I had a pretty good Tuesday. Sometimes you just have to shake off that feeling that everything has to work out perfectly, and just adjust to the way things are going to work out. Perfect or not, it’s still my life, and in the grand scheme of things, I’m pretty happy.
Melissa and Vivian came over for lunch today. I had been missing my “girls” lately. We haven’t had much of an opportunity to get together and do girlie things lately. But our other adventures, (as in our evening at “pole waxers”) are now legendary. I would like to say it’s time for our next adventure, but that may just have to wait a while. In the mean time, we will be trying to squeeze in these weekly lunches where we can.
Melissa and I made our world famous spinach and goat cheese pizza. It may not sound all that appetizing to some, but it was delicious. We even fought over the last piece! Don’t get too excited, it’s not like we actually fought, as in rolled around on the floor pulling hair and biting. It was more like musical chairs. The music stopped and there was no more pizza for me. I didn’t really need that third piece anyway. I’ve been trying to be good, but my daughter has forced me to eat donuts two days in a row! It’s straight up oatmeal for me in the morning.
There are no kids at home tonight. It’s been another quiet evening at home as “practice” empty nesters. It is seriously making me think about the future. I’ve always considered “mother” to be my most important job, and suddenly being faced with the reality that your children grow up and move away has made me contemplate what life will be like without them running around the house all day.
I guess I could just start over…I mean, hey…what’s one more, right?
Until the next time…I’ll be thinking about getting a puppy instead.