My Life... My Story

Moving Forward?

Okay... parts of my work suck. Right now we are in negotiations over a contract. No one is moving. Moral is down. Some of us don't know if we are coming or going. We need this contract. I was reading about someone else's life... their family and ours mirror one another... for years and years. Well Michael finally has a publishing house that wants to buy his book. He's my age. That's it... they are going to get a house and become situated. *sigh* I want to be situated.

Grey Hair

I colored my hair today. Why did I start going grey in Middle School? Now it's a battle to keep it under wraps. It's funny. People state "you have such soft highlights" or " how do you highlight you hair" ... "who colors your hair" ? I reply thank you .... I do not highlight my hair... It's the hair color fading off my grey hair...see my roots.... grey...but thank you. Smile and change subject.

Sunday afternoon

Here I am at my computer. Winding down from 5 hours of yard work. We had a lot of frost damage and many of our plants look horrendous. I re potted, trimmed and threw away many plants. Our grass has tuned yellow and my poor Blood trumpet is burned. Hopefully with warmer weather and TLC, our plants will come back. To remind myself what my poor garden looked like I went over to my other blog, samba's garden. We also had to reinforce the goat pen. We also had to reienforce the fence between properties. Long story. We had a baby shower to go to, however... goat safty first. My husband loves his minature goat. It took longer then expected.

Looking

Looking at my future. What to do. I feel stuck. I have not moved back, but I also haven't moved forward. My husband said I am a natural at my job...I said "that's why it's boring". He laughed... I'm still stuck. I looked up a couple of MA programs.... stuck between two of them. I would like to open a business... with no capital... not happening. I would like to stay home and so "suzy homemaker" stuff.... (see lack of capital) ... I don't know what to do. Maybe I'm going through "I'm 30"... a month late. I'm going to take my rotties to the dog park... and think.