Don’t Post Too Often

I don’t post on here often enough. Maybe I’ll start copying and pasting blogs from my Yahoo 360 account in here so my friends here will see that I’m still around. Sometimes it seems as though there really isn’t that much to talk about and other times there is just so much, or just so much to do, that I don’t get to writing at all.

Work is work, family is good. The first is necessary for the second to be so! The second is really the first in my life! Now if you can follow that, you will understand what I mean.

We are getting ready to start a busy time in our year. Frank will be doing another opera and concert season is nearing. This time of the year is a bit strange now that we don’t have children at home. For so many years I would take the kids to the pumpkin patch and decorate the house with crafts that we did, or the house would smell wonderful with the projects we had baked, but the children are all grown and the grandchildren are too far away and sometimes I feel a bit sad that the fun I used to have is just not the same anymore. Occaisionally I consider going back to childcare, for maybe one or two little guys, but I wish I was guaranteed the wonderful kids, or the parents,  I’ve had in the past. At least I still have my cat! And even tho I sound mopey and depressed, I’m not! I’m just readjusting to how life is now. I enjoy getting in my car and going where I want when I want with little to no effort. No wrangling shoes and diapers and bottles and crumbs in my new car. No cricked back while trying to buckle children into impossible contraptions for their own safety that they have undone seconds after you are seated and have started off down the road, looking at you in the rear-view mirror and laughing the whole time.

So, life is different, but again, that doesn’t mean it’s bad. The new project is to get the house on the market and find the perfect spot to build or buy a home. This place has served it’s purpose, but there are too many people and too many changes going on and I’m ready for some trees, and birds and animals and less traffic whirring up and down my street and the noises inherent with living in a very crowded suburban area. I must be getting older!!