Drives me insane.
But anyway, how's your Spring Break going?
We had four days of glorious sunshine in a row. We got to mow the lawn (and the garden and the front field), do some gardening, wash the car, play outside, get mild sunburns and then the rains came. Now we've got bad attitudes and strep throat.
Luckily we're only one kid deep into the strep
I'm going on a women's weekend away on Friday (through Sunday!) at the coast and I will not get sick before I get back from that. I WILL NOT. It is imperative for the well being of my whole family that I go. That I just...GO.
Despite my inability to remain sane lately, Jeff's zen-like attitude about the uncertainties of life continues to amaze me (I could learn a thing or two from my crazy-awesome husband - maybe someday I will). He never complains or whines or outwardly stresses out (lately I'm so frazzled that I flip a lid at someone leaving the toilet seat up
He's solid as a rock while the question marks of life are just floating around us like balloons that we intend to pop one at a time (slowly but surely). I need that though, his solidness. His steady. His confidence. I don't have that. I mean, I do; I have peace in my heart and I know who I am, but I still get nervous and need a hand to hold when I know things are a-changin' (like knowing the inspector is at our house we're trying to sell and he's, well, inspecting it).
Taking life one
Spring break is half over. It's raining outside. There are an insane amount of question marks on the road ahead of us, but we're together. We're balancing each other out. We're pressing on.
We're making it.