I know it’s been a couple of weeks since I last posted and I’m sorry about that.
I was suppose to be posting every Wednesday and Sunday. I thought doing two posts a week would be easy.
It’s not as easy as I thought it would be.
My husband’s pneumonia took longer than we thought to get over. He missed three weeks of work so I worked overtime to help out with the bills.
He hurt his knee (the knee that was already giving him trouble) and will need surgery in the next couple of weeks.
The basement needs to cleaned and I mean a deep, floor to ceiling cleaning. It’s been a dumping ground for the last year. I started cleaning last weekend and found a dead baby mouse. Not happy……
A friend of ours died two weeks ago and my mom’s neighbor of thirty years died last week. I am beginning to realize the older we get the more people we know will die, but that is another post…..
Excuses. Excuses. Excuses.
That’s what it boils down to is that these are all excuses of reasons what threw me off track and why I couldn’t post.
I felt bad I for the last two weeks that I haven’t posted on a regular basis and instead of jumping back in I just thought about how off track I was and how I didn’t know where to begin. I thought about how much I needed to learn about how to blog and everything that goes into making a successful blog and I got scared.
Last night at work I was thinking that I just need to keep trying til I get it right. So what if I’m not doing it perfectly and I have a lot to learn. Who cares? The important thing is is that I keep trying til I get it right.
That’s the lesson for today.
Try, try and try again.
Today would have been my last full day in Las Vegas, but my husband came down with pneumonia two weeks ago so we had to cancel our trip.
We go to Vegas a couple of times a year and out of the 10 or so times we have gone we haven’t had anything happen to make us cancel. I knew this luck couldn’t last forever and that one of these times we wouldn’t be able to go.
I’m not bummed because I knew this was going to happen at some point. It just sucks because I think we both needed a vacation but my husband’s health is definitely more important than going on vacation.
Vegas will always be there.
It’s all good.
When things like this happen you just have to go with the flow. It doesn’t pay to get pissed off or cry about it. I look at the bigger picture. We weren’t suppose to go for some reason. I think maybe God or one of our loved ones are looking out for us and protecting us from something.
I’m kinda glad we didn’t go because we would have missed out on the last weekend of camping. My brother has the site next to us and my husband’s brother has the site next to my brother.
My sister came out and helped us give our trailer a bath and clean both trailers. We ate supper at one of my favorite restaurants. We had a bonfire. A couple of friends came out. We talked. We laughed.
I really had a great weekend.
I feel out of sorts writing this off of the cuff. I had the first ten posts written and ready to go but then my husband got sick and I didn’t post for two weeks.
Going with the flow isn’t a bad thing. It’s just different. It’s letting go and letting things happen as they should.
Maybe I should plan less and go with flow more often.
I’ve been happily married for seven years. My husband and I dated for six years before we were married. This is our both marriage for both of us.
I don’t have any children of my own. I waited to have kids until I found the man I wanted to marry and have children with, but by that time I was 37 and a hop, skip and a jump away from perimenopause. My husband has two kids from a previous relationsip so I have two step children — 21 and 17 years old.
A couple of years ago my husband and I bought a travel trailer when we didn’t have a truck to pull it with. We had to borrow my brothers until we bought our own a year later.
We rent the ranch house we live in from my cousin. We haven’t been seriously looking, but the two houses we were interested in were almost sold when I found them and called the realtor. Hopefully next year we will have a house.
We do things kind of backwards, but it works for us. We are who we are and it’s ok.
Sorry I didn’t post anything last week. I have had a ear infection for the last three weeks and the antibiotics haven’t worked so anyone that has a home remedy to get rid of the ear infection and save me another trip to the doctor please share it. Thanks!
Over the hill.
Your life is over.
Some people may thing that life is over at 50.
Not me. My 50’s are going to be fabulous.
I decided before I turned 50 that I was going to be positive about turning 50 and use the next 10 years to plan how I want the rest of my life to be.
My goals are:
— to figure out how to make the second half of my life count
— how to work less and live more
— to figure out what I want to do in my retirement and make sure I have enough money to do it.
— to be more confident in myself and my abilities
— how to be more comfortable in my own skin.
— to be more of who I am suppose to be
— to get to know myself better
— to start doing what I dream about during my working hours
— to celebrate me
Wow! That’s quiet a list and it seems like a lot to do, but that ok. I have the next 10 years to figure it out. Well, actually 8 1/2. I’m 51 1/2.
So far my fifties have been fabulous!