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Better Than Butter


Hello, wonderful people!

I'm feeling better.  Not the kind of crazy better that my friends conscious of the bipolar swing would worry about.  No.  I'm feeling better.  As in I missed my exercise yesterday, and I'm okay with it better.

As in, I desperately wanted to my blog needed updating and my internet wasn't working.  I was okay with it.  No freaking? It's epic.  I eventually cleaned up the house, and I've had two showers in two days.

Chickadee now has an assigned parent every night.  Mr. Survival and I are dragging our knuckles every other day, but at least it's not us tag teaming and being out of commission every day.  I feel better about that too.

And?  My house is still gorgeous, beautiful, and peaceful.  Even though it is becoming clear it is more demanding.  Somehow, I don't mind.  Hopefully this will continue indefinitely.

Finally, in this random list of tangents, Chickadee is able to vent without my undivided attention.  Thank goodness for safety pins, hair bands, and creative parent forums.  Whew.

I've exercised, and I'm hoping [very loosely] to get some leaves raked.  I'm still loving that.  I know, I'm weird.

*photo by peaceful house

Comments

  1. KarenNovember 11, 2010 at 10:57 AM

    Sounds like a good day:) Except for the leave raking part. Are you going to build a big pile and jump into it with reckless abandon?

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  2. HelenNovember 11, 2010 at 11:46 AM

    Ah, this makes me smile.

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  3. Yum YuckyNovember 11, 2010 at 12:19 PM

    I'm extra motivated to rake leaves now. You know why. teehee.

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  4. Tina @ Faith Fitness FunNovember 11, 2010 at 12:26 PM

    I love days when things start feeling like they are falling into place. Hope it continues. :)

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  5. KCLAnderson (Karen)November 11, 2010 at 3:29 PM

    Here's to feeling better...wouldn't it be great if you could bottle it up and save it for another time when you need it?

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  6. UnknownNovember 11, 2010 at 9:59 PM

    so glad all is well! :) enjoy the raking...really? lol

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