Life

*sigh* so much has been going on in the bubble I claim as my life!

I've reconnected with a friendly flame; I've realized how much I hate bills and hope none of our pets get sick inbetween their annual visits; I've stood by a friend in joy, a friend in happiness, and a friend in injury; I've come to the bittersweet realization that I must part with a long time companian - very soon; and I've reconnected with my husband yet again.

Isn't it interesting how it seems like there is so much time in the day and it does such a good job at dissapearing when there are things left to do? Especially now that it gets dark earlier. I definitely don't think there are many "wasted" moments in my day. Take this past Monday for example. Upon waking up for the day I pulled a load of laundry out of the dryer and sorted it while Brandon fed the dogs and showered. I laid out his work outfit then fed the cats and fish and got our lunch out. Then I showered and got myself ready (even a little makeup!) before grabbing my breakfast, lunch and purse and jetting down the road to work. After puting in my 8 hours I went straight home to change my pants and shoes. Walked down the street to get the mail, fed the dogs, cats, & fish. Gathered up my recent issues of Rachel Ray Everyday, a cookbook, pan and a few ingredients. Sorted through the mail to weed out the junk. Then helped Brandon take the trash out and go to Albertson's to get a few veggies and missing ingredients for dinner. Went to his best friend's apartment (who had a back surgery on Thursday). There I combined the ingredients for a turkey meatloaf and popped it in the oven before cutting up the veggies (eggplant, squash, red bell pepper & green beans) for steamed veggies in the microwave. While I was waiting for the meatloaf to finish in the oven I flipped through the magazines I brought to begin planning Thanksgiving lunch (which will be hosted at our house this year!). Once everything was done I dished up a plate of food for myself and "K" our healing friend. We ate dinner then I knit a few rows on the baby cartigan I'm working on for a friend. Then Brandon and I helped clean some of their dishes before heading home. Once home I put in a load of laundry and vacuumed the entire house. I knit a few more rows on the cartigan before calling it a night at 11:30. PHEW. Survived another day. And yes, that is pretty typical. Actually, maybe even a little underactive. Sometimes there are several stops in the evening and more activites at home, including walking the dogs.

Needless to say, when people say "you don't have children, you really can't be all that busy" I am rather eager to prove them wrong. Because we do not have children we apply ourselves to many different situations and people. Constantly helping others while we know we can. Because when we're up, others are down and we want to see the people we love, happy. We have created a wonderfuly loyal small circle of friends.

Speaking of the no children thing. I have had some rather difficult moments of depression upon the reality of it all. But now that we have the full house of animals I am kept rather distracted. And they have a great way of telling when I could use an extra prrrr or face full of kisses. I love animals and can't imagine my life without several at all times.

Well I do believe I have rambled on long enough for this post... ah the therapy session comes to an end for the time being.