It was my first summer in many years without neighbor kids in my workshop. Bravely, I had decided teens and teenagers are the parent’s problem -not mine- and I have closed my free vacation daycare, until further notice.
All had started so well. I had plans, knew exactly how I would spend my summer and then, as so often, everything was turned upside down.
With a workroom full of interesting projects, I rolled back my sleeves and jumped right into the work but not for long. Turns out if THEY tell you not to eat romaine lettuce, you really shouldn’t -no matter how delicious the salad might look like.
First I thought it was food poisoning, then we assumed I got a stomach bug. It was neither; I had a not very severe case of E.coli and let me tell you, it is no fun. For weeks, humans and dogs didn’t get a good sleep in our house. Turns out I can run pretty fast, even jump over obstacles -if needed- and it was needed.
As you can see, I made it and now a few pounds lighter, I am back to eating solid food and even the wine tastes good again.
Then death came by unannounced, interrupted our life when he took someone close to us away. It shook us, left us with many questions and no answers. He had been my age, what once again rattled me a bit.
When I am not feeling well -physically or emotionally- that’s when I become a hermit crab. Not even blogging could make me feel better, instead, I sat there and thought about the world and all its problems for a while. Then I shook it off, the dark clouds didn’t linger. I am not meant to suffer for long, my personality prevents me from feeling sad or bad for too long. I am blessed!
My husband, the sweet man by my side, decided right after his 60th birthday, to make 60 his new 40 and he sent out his resume in search for a job more to his liking and of course better pay.
That too rattled my cage a bit. Surely 60 is not old anymore, because that is what I have been preaching over and over the days before his big birthday when he felt down a bit. How could I now tell him he might be too old….
Well, I couldn’t and so I supported him all the way. He got the job he was after, they even offered him a nice signing bonus (HOLLY SHAPOODLE) and then the tug of war began. His old company didn’t want to let him go, the new one wanted him badly. I stayed out of it, just watched my knight-in-shinning-armor glow like a firefly.
In the end, he got what he wanted and I am mighty proud of him. Perhaps 60 is the new 40 and I wonder, does that mean I am the new 35? Goodness, why don’t I feel it?
After everything slowed down, I really started working like a maniac and got some great projects finished. My workroom will not be empty by the end of summer -as I had planned- but that’s ok.
Summer will be over in a few weeks and soon I will start to take in this years Holiday projects. This year I have big plans. I will get all done and close the doors of an empty workroom on December 21st and will not open it before January 7th. Let’s see how that will work out.
Anyhow, I am back to normal and that means I will spit out blog posts as I please 🙂