Hump day!

Happy Hump day Loves!

Counting today, just TWO more days until a FIVE DAY WEEKEND with my husband! WOO HOO!

In other news, I'm cleaning with my favorite fume, chemical, danger FREE cleaners today.

Just sprinkle some baking soda, spritz with vinegar that has Lemon, lavender, and OnGuard in it. Wait 2-5 minutes, gently scrape any stuck on yuckies with a putty knife, wipe with damp rag, dry and DONE!

Also, FINALLY updating the family command center, something I've really been meaning to do for a super long time. Get excited. More on this to come.

xoxo!

Happiness is a Mood

Another lovely nugget from my favorite series...

So the gorgeous girl looses essentially everything she feels is her identity. And obviously she's feeling a little lost. So her boyfriend tells her

"people get lost when they think of happiness as a destination."

 

 

A lot of us live our lives thinking that they'll be happy "when." The new job. The new car. The new house. Make more money. Take this great vacation.

 

But really happiness is a MOOD. It's about the here and now. I know well the feelings of "I'll be happy when.." It used to be when we bought a house because I'd grown to hate our condo even though I loved our ward and the people we lived near.

 

But then, we got the house. And just five days later, I broke my shoulder. It was a devastating injury, excruciatingly painful, and forever changed our path. It changed my job security, because people don't wait FIVE MONTHS for their favorite waxer or hairstylist. It changed our financial security, both our plans and our current state. It made us dependent on outside help from our friends and family in a way we never had been before.

 

Frequently I still catch myself saying things like, "well we were going to, but then I broke my shoulder," or "we had that planned, but then I broke my shoulder."

 

I am currently, and have been for more than a year, living in the "I'll be happy when...." state of being and I'm realizing that I've also been quick to lay blame for things that were truly out of anyone's control. Maybe I've been focusing too much on the "when" and not enough on the "now."

 

Maybe, happiness really is a mood. It's something we have to decide to be and work for each moment of every day. And maybe gratefulness and happiness are slightly interchangeable. Maybe being appreciative of the things in front of us helps us see the happiness we have NOW.

 

Today I'm so grateful for my wonderful husband, the strength and support he is to me. I'm thankful he is a worthy priesthood holder who can bless our family daily. I'm so grateful that he has a job and is on a career path when so many do not have those things.

I'm thankful for two healthy, vibrant children.

I am grateful for the blessings of the gospel and the temple, for my eternal marriage, our prophet, the scriptures, and modern day revelation.

I'm thankful for a roof that doesn't leak, for a car that runs, for our amazing friends who show up in our darkest hours, and for our family and all that they are and do.

 

Today, I choose to be happy. But please, someone remind me at nap time, I'll probably forget. :)

blindness

I've been a little blind lately. And I don't me metaphorically.

So I have this little defect with my left eye that has been worsening each year since my childhood. It doesn't close all the way, which is fun cuz it really creeps people out from time to time, and it droops a bit and gives me away any time I'm tired or have a migraine or whatever. But really it's no big deal; I just use some oil based drops before bed.

But sometimes I bug Husband because I wake up in the night in pain with a scratch. Whatever, lots of drops for a couple of days. All better.

Did I mention the chronically dry eyes? Oh yea, I have those too.

So Wednesday I attended a beautiful birth. Which is so wonderful and I absolutely love being apart of such a special day for families. Except I get REALLY tired. Not as tired as the new momma and daddy of course, but still very tired. After a long day away, I had dinner with my lovelies, I put the Princess to bed, showered, and snuggled up with Husband on the couch for a few minutes. And then I went to bed. At 7:45pm. Lame, I know. Don't judge.

So around 3ish in the morning, I wake up with some serious eye pain. Husband does the usual check, "are you alright?"
"No, I scratched my eye"
"get some drops."
"will do. Love you husband. Go back to sleep."

So as prescribed ;) I get my eye drops and go a little heavy. Then wait ten minutes and add some more before returning to bed.

I get up to realize that it's not the eye that normally gets injured. Hmm... whatever. Continue regimen

By Saturday I'm in excruciating pain and realize this is bad. I can barely see, ice pick style headache, my face is swelling up. AWESOME.

After 3 days of a happy percocet comma and the crappy ER doc eye drops I head into the eye doc. Yup, my vision has reduced to 20/50 and lots of fogginess. So that's just great.
Can't drive. Wonderful.
Now I've got this icky bandage lense on for 7 days and my eye is dilated for 3-5 days so that it will quit straining to focus. Which is all well and good except that means I have to cover the culprit eye to be able to read. Or type. Or facebook.

Being blind (all or partially) SUCKS.

End of whining and complaining.

In other news, the chickens have decided they prefer roosting in the citrus trees instead of their coop. Hope no cats catch them in the night.

Oh, and that reminds me... I'm not going to have any citrus survive to ripeness (is that a word?) if my little Monster TD doesn't quit picking it to use as balls to play fetch with Betsy or "bowling for chickens." Bowling for chickens is kind funny to watch...

The End.