It’s probably not a good thing that no one has asked me why I’ve neglected my blog for so long….so either no one is reading, or it’s just THAT boring. The upside, I guess, is that I can say whatever I want and not piss anyone off :)
Things have been busy here–I realize that’s not a newsflash for anyone, but really, very busy. We took almost a week trip to and from Wyoming for work. While the work part didn’t turn out as planned, I am grateful to have had the opportunity to spend time with the kids and to see places that we otherwise would have never seen. Nicholas, in his infinite imagination, managed to see wild boars, seagulls, pyramids, volcanoes and dinosaur toes while we travelled across Wyoming. He’s such a great kid.
Me, I saw signs:
The last one is advertising a “best breasts in the west” competition. That cracked me up.
What I wish, though, is that all signs in life were as obvious as these. I feel like there have been many signs lately, but some painstakingly vague. If I read them a certain way I feel like I should be working harder, giving more, pushing further. If I read them another way I should throw in the towel and admit that I just don’t have the drive, the talent or the desire to succeed where I’m currently planted. Leads to far too much consternation and goodness knows too much of that isn’t good for anyone. So I’m trying to take the advice I try to drill into my children to heart:
*You cannot control other people, you can only control yourself. Fool me once, shame on you–fool me twice, shame on me. I may not be able to force someone to be ethical, but I can certainly change how I react to their behavior.
*No one will look out for you like you will. (Mrs. Stecklein, I apologize for what is obviously a poorly written sentence). I dont’ mean this to sound selfish or that everyone is out to get me–what I mean is that everyone has to look out for themselves and take care of their own circumstances. Is it anyone else’s fault that I am a single mom with kids to take care of? NO. But that does mold my reality in a certain way. It’s ok for one person to choose to pad the bottom line–I just happen to choose the well being of my family. To each their own.
*Life is too short. This one is big… is too short to loathe going to work, and having to be there 50 hours a week. Life is too short to not be kind to others. Life is too short to not enjoy the little moments when you can. Life is too short to spend it worrying about the things you cannot change. Life is too short to not live to its fullest.
*Stop whining, put on your big girl panties, and get it done. ‘Nuff said.