Tag: adulting

The bright side

Well, the house only slightly smells like smoke now, and I almost don’t notice it, even when I’ve been outside for a while and walk back inside. Coolio. And I get to go to bed at a somewhat decent time tonight. Thank you, God. And thank you, God, for helping that get sorted out. And thank you, God, for giving us the tools and will and ability to work through all of this together, such that we leave a super sucky situation like last night actually in the past, complete, and step forward empowered together and individually in our relationships to ourselves and with one another. In gratitude, I pray. Amen.

Post-a-day 2022

Loving my man

“Blown away by your love 😘,” he writes, sending with it a photo of him next to the massive and awesome fan (which is turned on) that he bought last weekend and that I put together for him today as a bit of a surprise.

My mom and I both find it adorable and also hilarious and stupid, but mostly the first two.

My brother simply replies after a silent laugh and big smirk, “You guys are dumb.”

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Happy Birthday

Today was my mom’s birthday. For whatever reason, as we went to get her a plant and flowers, this song popped into my head from a cassette we’d had for my oldest brother – clearly something my mom had bought for him in the late 80s.

Hey, Michael!
It’s your birthday!
I’m in charge of the stars
and I’m here to say,
“Hey, Michael!
You’re the big star today!”
Obviously, my mother is not named Michael. However, since it was stuck in my head already, and she’s the one who’s bought Michael that tape in the first place, I felt it was appropriate. I sang the song to her for her birthday. And no, I didn’t even change the name. ;P
Happy Birthday, Mommy!! Love you!!
Post-a-day 2022

Late-night mental meanderings

And so I sit, bleary-eyed and worn out, on the bed, awaiting my mate so that we can read and pray together. Most days, I wonder when I’ll get back to sleeping enough and going to bed early enough again. Most nights, I struggle to fathom how I ever functioned without him in my life. And no, this isn’t a reference to sex – not in the least – but merely a reference to the time of day when we think over everything from the day, almost passively considering everything and regularly discovering how we truly feel about things. As we shower and get ready for bed, we contemplate life. I do, anyway. And my contemplations tend to be glorious these days, even when he does piss me off or I stress him out big time over something.

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Such a guy

“Your girls, sunbathing by the boats,” I sent.

He replied, “Nice”.
“We miss you,” I said.

“She got a good roll in,” I said.
“Haha nice,” he replied, “I miss you too”.
And then he said, in reply to the first message, “She’s naked, why aren’t you?”
::face palm… idiot… such a guy…
And I love him.
Thank you, God, for such a man period, and especially for his presence and role in my life in particular. In gratitude, I pray. Amen.
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Ugh

What’s the deal?! Why can’t I get it together and get to bed sooner?! There’s far too much dilly-dallying going on in my life right now, when I have so much to get done. I really need to look over the next couple days or so what the deal has been and why I haven’t sorted out my sleep schedule yet. It has become a huge hassle, and I keep getting sick from not enough sleep every time I aim to get things back on track. Ugh… I can do this, though. I can do this.

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