I am so blessed with everything I have. Everyone is healthy, everyone is happy. That's what matters. But, every once in a while, I am allowed to wallow and feel blah. Like today. Why not? It is a perfectly wet, rainy, dreary Saturday. Day when the Pope died. Day with not much to do.
My mother in law came over to watch a movie. We watched Life as a House. Excellent. I have seen it before and cried even more this time. It is just an amazing look at life and relationships. So, I had a good, much needed cry.
Thought I would see how my husband is doing working on the mud room. His last weekend's project. He prefers to work alone. I can understand that. But, as a female, if I was out working hard, I would like someone to check on me and my progress every now and then. Maybe offer a little feedback, praise, offer a hand, or even just sit and keep me company. Not this man, just alone time. Time to mull and be grumpy. Fine, he can be grumpy outside by himself. And, I will be grumpy inside by myself.
Our school is having a silent auction tonight. They are so fun and you can win great stuff. It is at a fancy country club and a big fundraiser. I really wanted to go to see what I could win. But, my husband is a homebody. I did get him to go once a few years ago. That only means that now he knows what he is in for, so he definitely wont' go. I invited him. I always do. The answer is always no, but hey, can't hurt to ask. Well, yes, sometimes it hurts to ask because I know the answer is always no.
This wasn't supposed to turn into a husband bash. Really, it is just about me and my feeling blah today. Of course, we know what the men will say...must be coming up to that time of the month. My dear husband asked me if I was on the rag. Ah, such pleasantries.
So, off to play happy homemaker and make sure the rice or the chocolate chip muffins don't burn.......
