Monday, April 22, 2013

Busy Life

I seem to never have a time to me. NEVER. I must do something about that.

Working part time is the pits. Oh I love my job, I talk a lot, I laugh a lot, I help the handicapped, I work with children and Love to lay the treats directly in their (often) dirty hands.
I just smile and remember, Nothing is perfect.
The money is good and God blessed us with this income but I did not want so much of it. I had rather be home with David  He is still exercising and he sees the surgeon in May.
He is not a happy camper.
He is doing pretty good. However he concerns me a lot. When he is tired his voice is weak.
This morning it was weak before we began our chores.He has now lost over 35 lbs and still losing. I hope he stops soon. I do not want a skinny man. I like meaty men. LOL
Right now he is taking a nap before 8 PM so he can watch DWTS. One of his favorite shows.

I , however began my day, having a dream of a child crying. It was so real sounding.
Hearing children cry tears my Heart out. Really does and I can not be sure how to control my feelings. I  just get really anxious.
I could not lie there any longer.
 I  rolled out of bed, stumbled to the kitchen,
Poured myself a cup of ambition,
Actually I made my pot of ambition. (commonly called coffee.)
I then grabbed the phone and sleepily called ATT about my DSL.
I can truthfully say, we have had Internet 50 % of the month and we still pay 100 % of the fee.
Not quite fair huh?
This morning I was running between the modem and the computer. I was on the phone for  1 hour and 10 minutes.
This is the fourth or fifth call for help, and I am still joking when they answer the phone.
I just say, "HELP!!!!!"
I just tried to make it a game as  I knew getting upset would not fix the problem.,
the young lady was doing the best she could and they kept telling her "it is fixed" To which I responded, The Internet light is NOT on.

So here we are tonight with Internet, Now how long will this last?

I have made messes this week or was it last? Oh well, I broke a shower door.
See it goes like this, Last JULY, it somehow came off its roller. When putting it back on, it slipped out of the lower guide.
No big deal, It was hanging OK, I just wanted to make sure it was repaired before children showed up.
Yeah, We have had NO, NONE, ZILCH, NADA, ZERO,  children here in almost a year,
Yeah Sad huh? And my son only lives two hours away. I remember the years of jobs and children and trying to make it  on small income. So I do understand.
Miss them a LOT but I DO understand.
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Any who.
I took this door off to get the guide back in, David is NO help as his arms do not work.
As I leaned it on a rug, (soft rug) and leaned it to the towel rack.
POW!!!!!!! It blew up in my hands. I am standing there with the towel rack in my hand and glass was everywhere. My hands were cut a little and I was shocked by the explosion.
David came in, "What happened?"Oh Shut!!!!!!!!
"I told you to wait for help"
Well I did wait and Help never came. So here I go breaking things.
Dang it!!!!!!!

OH OH we saw the coyote again and last night I heard coyote puppies. He never comes to the house, he just seems to be blind to everything but where he or she is going.
Personally I love living in nature.
Yesterday morning we had a Dove by the Rose hedge taking a bird bath.
A deer ate all our apples. Now that is too much nature and I hope they do not get into my garden this year. Now that they have found us.
Jim, You know the talker, blow hard, He said we had worse around here. I pressured him into telling me what. He looked away and said, "Mountain Lions"
BUUUUULLLLLLLOOOOOONNNNNYYYYY. Not for a second did I believe him as he reported seeing it the same day as I saw the coyote.
We keep our grass cut and if anything is around we will see it. Smoky sure did.
The day the coyote was outside the pool fence, He ran inside the pool fence and watched him.
Oh Man I miss my Cat, but David says I can not have another one.
So in case you all think I win all things, I do listen to him more than you think and I do what he likes more than you think, I cook what he likes, I bake for him and I keep his clothes perfect.
Well maybe not so much any more as the jeans are literally falling off his hips.
The seat comes aolmost to his knees.


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