Wow, a Saturday without a full schedule, weird. The only "have to do" today, is a birthday party for Nick's friend Makayla. I haven't been to a 4 year old birthday party for a while. I have to get a little armed up with Excedrin and prayer before we go. While the little ones are sweet, and I love them so, I can only take them in small doses. Nick by himself is challenging enough for me, add in 15 other, wild & loud 4year olds, hopped up on candy and cake, and well..... you get the picture. My husband continues his home improvement endeavours. He has already painted, and rearranged the master bedroom (he did this on Superbowl Sunday no less), now he is tackling the boys rooms. If you know Jeff, you know what a huge deal this is. It was in fact a Christmas present to me. Not the typical "love coupons", that people give one another, this one is EXTREMELY valuable. My husband hates to paint, hates to fix things, that side of husbandry is just not appealing to him at all. So for him to give me his promise, that within a reasonable amount of time, he will paint, and fix up 4 rooms of my choice is HUGE!!! We can't afford to buy all new furniture, and update carpeting just yet, but paint, and organization is huge. My "new" master bedroom feels like a calm, sunny, oasis, in the midst of a hurricane, and I couldn't be more grateful for the refuge. Kudo's to Jeff, for doing hard things, and for being a promise keeper-- what a great example for our sons. :)
I am helping to prepare a baby shower for a young woman at our church. She is young, just 22. Thinking about her, and what the future may hold for her and her little family, got me to thinking about life at 22. Much has changed for me since I was 22. That was really a difficult time. I didn't realize at the time that it was difficult. I had graduated from college, was having a post college, pre-real life, super good time. I was bar tending, partying, picking up and traveling to far away places to party some more. I didn't really have much in the way of financial responsibility yet, and my parents were living in Egypt-- leaving me in charge of the house and my younger sister. It was an "out all night, sleep all day", kind of life. To be honest, I was setting a pretty poor example for my sister, who at the time was working full-time at a nursing home, and was far more responsible than I was. Looking back at that time, and even later, till about age 25, it make...
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