Things that never go away.

I have always looked forward to the day when the kitchen table and counter was not covered with back packs, books & homework. I dreamed of a table with a beautiful tablecloth and centerpiece. When the kids were all gone my house would be immaculate with no shoes, coats, and school stuff laying around. Well, here we are, several years later- kids grown and gone - and my table is now covered with Ed's laptop and stacks of copied pictures of tractors, several used car magazines, a nickel saver and finally his briefcase with his geneology. Every chair has a coat draped over it - work coats, nice coats, and sweaters. The kitchen counters are covered with mail waiting to be opened, my Young Women's lesson and materials and a few handouts. There's at least 5 pairs of shoes in the living room and a couple of hats. I don't wear hats. Well, here we are, no better off than when the kids were home. Maybe working full time I'm just too tired to care at this point. The dishes are always done because after all, how many dishes can you use between cereal, toast and cold sandwhiches. I am still hoping to have the immaculate home someday, a table cleared off with beautiful tablecloth and centerpiece. Kitchen counters cleared off. But as long as I have church callings, incoming mail, and no big fancy office for Ed to work in we will have clutter. You can't exist without clutter. Unless you have a full time housekeeper. Maybe I could get me one of those. Anyone know of one?

Not again!

Yes I'm sick again. I never get sick. But the last 3 weeks have taken their toll. Maybe its the stress at work, or maybe its cause everyone at work has been sick but I would like to blame it on daylight savings time. What would ever possess someone to say "We're not tired enough, lets make a new law where every Spring we'll make everyone move their clocks ahead one hour." And what would possess us to say "ok". And even if we thought it was a good idea at first until we realized it wasn't doing anyone any good - why oh why have we kept doing it all these years. Enough already! Its not natural for the human body to change in the middle of the year like that. So then were're exhausted for the next 6 months and finally get used to it they suggested " Hey, lets move the clocks back an hour." It has to be a communist conspiracy to keep us in zombie states of mind so we do whatever the "they say. Who are "they" anyway. I really wonder what would happen if I started a petition against daylight savings time. Would you sign it? I'm going to check it out.

Mommy I'm Sick

Those are the 3 words I can't say anymore but would love to. The sad thing about getting old is - when you are sick you pretty much have to take care of yourself. That is if you are a woman. I don't want to husband bash. They can't help it if they've always had a woman to take care of them. I almost felt sorry for Ed because he had to make his own toast for supper the other night but I got over that when I had to put his dishes in the dishwasher and clean up the mess. He did offer to go to Moses Lake late last night to get me a vaporizer - I know he was tired of listening to me cough - bless his heart. Or so I thought until I got in the car this morning and found evidence of the ice cream treat he enjoyed without me! Well, maybe I would have done the same thing. And yes I have been working everyday inspite of my illness. Everyone at work is sick too, and I felt guilty being the only one staying home. Guilt - a big topic for another blog. Well, my sickness is the reason why I haven't kept up with the blog. I know I have a Valentine's background. I promise to take care of it as soon as I feel better.