Day by Day

That's how I live my life now...just day by day.  Not much fun, huh?  It gets me through, and I suppose that's what counts. 

Love the new house.  Wish we had a little bit more yard space, but all in all....it's nice.  Big huge trees in the front and a wonderful St Augustine lawn.  Love St Augustine! Our home is smaller and cozy, which the hubby and I both like, and it's so much easier to take care of.  Still have some decorating issues, but that's to be expected.  Some day I will get all the pictures hung...really I will. 

Oh...on the list....I need to change my blog picture and description.  Definitely a "need to do."  I have a list of "need to dos" that's a mile long.  I need to get a new computer that I can load Photoshop on so that I can update that pic.  This is my son's, and I don't want to bog it down with a program that he never uses.  Photoshop takes up a lot of space. 

Well, I'm off to start this day.  Wish me luck....

Dreams live and dreams fade, but the people that matter...are still here. The rest of them...they were just part of a nightmare and faded away when the dream ended.

Moving On

The hubby and I put a contract on a house in the town we lived before building our dream place.  We've come full circle.  Makes me want to cry and laugh at the same time.  I'll be glad to be going home, and yet I will miss the country life.  The hummingbirds, trees, dirt roads, and our porch.  Why does life have to be so hard sometimes?  I have a few stories to tell, mostly explaining how we have ended up where we are now.  The decision was for the best, and I think we are at peace with our chosen path.

Changes

Oh how things have changed....

We sold our dream place, and I'm not sure I dream any longer.  I've been disappointed by someone that I loved with all my heart, and I don't think I'll ever be the same person again.

Sad doesn't even begin to describe the devastation that I feel.

Been Gone

Gone, Gone, and oh so not here! Bad...I know. What was I thinking taking a full-time job? But that's okay, I've realized it won't work for me and that's okay. So.....don't be surprised if there's a new post tomorrow, because I've missed it.

It's been a CraZy year so far, and I'm sure it's only going to get more so.

This is Tequila, a new addition to our animal family. Isn't this a hilarious picture? We LOVE it! How often do you catch an expression like that. She looks like she rides on the short bus! Ha ha!
Ok...so I quoted one of my friends on that. I told her, "Girl, that's just wrong to say that." But I have to admit...I laughed. Tequila is a crazy critter without a doubt.

Ear Mites Are a Pain

My hubby noticed that our Manx cat, Jake, was holding his left ear flat. He thought Jake might have had a stroke. I had to go give Jakester the mommy once-over, and I reached down to run my hand down his head. He cringed away from my hand, which told me he was in pain...tender to the touch, and he obviously wanted no part of being touched there. He was also shaking his head. No stroke going on here. Ear infection or ear mites.....better than a stroke, but still not a good thing.

Hubby took him to the vet this morning. (I'm sure that was a fun ride with Jake squalling all the way....been there, done that.) Sure enough....ear mites. Ugh....nasty! Imagine a bunch of bugs crawling around in your ear. I know I'd go insane! Poor Jake! We've got medicine now, though :) He'll be better in no time and back to terrorizing the vermin population! I'm sure they will have missed him...

Rain and more rain

Rain, rain GO AWAY! I don't know about anyone else in this supposed sunny state, but I'm tired of it. I'm beginning to worry that I might just grow gills and fins and float on down the creek.

The latest and greatest is that "I," THE Goddess of Staying at Home, have taken a job. Oh yes...I started here July 1st. I can't say as I'm all that thrilled yet, but I'm sure I'll adjust eventually. In the meantime, my house looks like hell, and my dogs feel neglected. Bear has just down right developed a complex, and I continually trip over him when I am at home. I thought of smuggling him into the workplace, but he has this habit of barking at boxes. I'm sure the boss might just notice....what do you think???

Ya'll wish me luck!