It was good to see TJ's face and hear his voice. He seems to be doing well and has a nice little room which I had a video tour of. I'm not a big fan of all this modern technology, it seems to dehumanize us but when you have a kid living halfway around the world comes in really handy. As I was getting through talking with him, Zach hooked up on skype from his friend's house and I left the conversation for my two boys to continue.
Things are settling back down around here with Massey finally graduating. A few more short weeks and she will be gone too. Zach's doing great as well and I have no complaints...other than my aching back, night sweats, daily hot flashes, chigger bites from working in the yard and really gross hairs that sporadically appear on my chin. How do you not notice a hair sprouting out of your chin til it is a half inch long? For Pete's sake, I can't keep my reading glasses on 24/7.
Yes, I have somehow wandered, and or stumbled into "Old Lady Years." My eyes are terrible, I can't read a book without my cheap dollar store glasses. I can't read a credit card number or name at work without them and certainly can't type up a work order at the furniture store without them.
On the up side, I can load a king size mattress onto a truck , move a sofa and loveseat by myself and still work circles around most all the young kids I work with at the restaurant. I'm calling myself a winner.
I have one kid living halfway around the world doing what I should have done when his age, live life to the fullest when you can. I have another headed to college in a few short weeks and yet another who bottomed out, paid the price and is making not only me but himself proud. Yep...I'm a winner!
Tomorrow is my day off. I only need one. Give me two days and I don't want to go back to work. I have a date with my Johnny Dear. That's my therapy, being in the yard riding my lawn mower. When I'm riding I think about things and figure out solutions. I think about where we've been, where we are going and how to get there...and all the while make my yard look inviting and a nice place to see every time I back out of the driveway to go to work. The chigger bites simply remind me how much I itch to do better.
Massey and I took Ziggy over to my sister's house today after work to try and socialize her new boxer pup. She's named Zola (after our grandmother) but seems more aptly named Zoloft. She's the most nervous pup I have ever met. Let me put it this way, she's terrified when my sister gets out a broom to sweep the kitchen. We took Ziggy out into their side yard where Zola was nervously waiting. I had to let Ziggy off the leash because he was about to tear my arm out of the socket. Massey said not to, Cin was kind of with Massey but I thought it best to let dogs be dogs. Ziggy took off like a speeding bullet but Zola had at least a twenty foot lead on him. Ziggy caught her in under five seconds and she immediately turned over in the submissive position. She got up and took off and they chased each other around the yard for thirty minutes non stop. After thirty minutes they were both frothing at the mouth and panting like they had run a marathon. Zola warmed right up to my "Good Bad Dog" and was smiling with that boxer smile before we left.
Massey took a video of them and I will upload it onto this blog tomorrow.
We may be moving soon, but not counting the chickens before they hatch. Been there, done that.
All I "Do" know is we are making strides here, got three kids making their marks on the world and making me feel really old.
Stumbling through a new job, cruising through my old one with the cut in hours and pretty much enjoying life for the first time in almost five years. Got three kids on track for success and one day off to boot!
Life could be a whole lot worse.
Til next time...COTTON