Today was a busy day so my blog is late. Right now we are gearing up for the end of the semester, so its writing, writing, and more writing. I will do my best to keep on top of things and keep it interesting.
On top of that, it is my season to buy for my EBay selling, and we are having a garage sale this weekend, so busy isn’t the half of it. It is now 12:42 a.m. and I am still going. Checklist: American Lit is done, Women in Lit is done, and Media Writing is good to go, at least for today.
I do not mind being busy but by Sunday I will be shot, and not in a mood to entertain anyone. In addition, Austin is coming which always brightens my day. I love my children, all seven of them now, very much but there is something so uniquely special about grandchildren. My eldest granddaughter lives in Washington so getting to see her is rare. However, I still consider myself blessed in that I have two grandchildren who live close enough that we get to have them over-night sometimes and we love it.
He is at that fun stage where he is ready to walk, so he tears around the house in his walker chasing my dogs. They love him and he loves them. Truthfully, the nicest part is that you really do get to be the good guy, you get to spoil them just a bit and send them home after.
When life is busy, active and hectic it means there is so much going on that I don’t have time to worry about the little things because they will wait. Sometimes Tom will grumble but overall he will pitch in and try to help as much as he can. That’s what it really is all about, I couldn’t do everything I want to do, if I wasn’t were I am now in my life.
I remember what it was like working 40 hours and then going to work for another 32 hours just to make the ends meet. Falling into bed, and sleeping hard missing the life that was going on around me.
For almost ten years, I kept that pace and still would if I had not taken a chance on a big man, holding the hand of a small boy.
That was my first image of Tom, (and no I usually didn’t date tall men as they made me nervous) this big intimidating retired marine holding Jesse’s hand, had me hooked by the end of the G rated movie we saw. As I watched how gentle and loving he was, how careful he was with us both I knew I had found what I was looking for. This is my life and good or bad, I will keep it and thank god every day for bringing them into my world.