I'm not procrastinating, I'm just waiting for the right moment... forever.

It was well after midnight before I went to bed.
Then Cowboy woke me up at 3 am, I'd just dozed off, he was putting a fan together.
He does a lot of small jobs around the house when he comes home from work, it's not bedtime to him.
Usually, he's quite as a little mouse.

The worst kind of sad is not being able to explain why

Today is a blue day-I hate blue days.
No rhyme or reason, some days I just wake up feeling like Eeyore.

"I look spectacular."👓

I woke up to a text that I had an email from the Urologist.
They had scheduled Cowboy for an appointment tomorrow.
So, I sent Cowboy a text telling him-he wasn't at all happy about it.
To jump ahead in the day, they called around 1:30 pm to tell him that the doctor had overbooked, and rescheduled for next week.

Two volumes: loud and louder

I watched TV until midnight, then went to sleep.
I woke up out of a sound sleep at 3 am, checked my cameras, Heron hadn't come home.
I stepped outside to make sure, nope, no car.
I sent a text, no reply.
I stayed awake until I heard his car pull in at 4:39 am.
He chatted a bit with me, then he went back to his RV at 4:58 am.

Outhouse life: before Charmin, there was reading material. 😉🧻🚽

The weekend guests were unusually quiet this morning—we weren’t jolted awake at sunrise like usual. 
A rare treat, and no complaints from me.

"Raw, honest, and unlikable—that’s both me and my blog in a nutshell."

It's 10 pm, and I'm sitting in a quiet house.

Raven got here at 5 pm—he has all of his crew this weekend—took them straight to his room and hasn't come out since.

Oddly enough, the little haven't made a peep. 
At least not very much. 
Which is a bit peculiar.

Linking to a fellow blogger navigating health challenges

Town Day-again, Badger hates me saying that, but we do go to town so there 😝

We stopped at the thrift store, Badger will only wear shorts below the knees, and we're having a terrible time finding those new.
I think she found one pair here.

“If today was a flavor it would taste like beige...”

This is a nothing to write-didn't leave the house kind of day.

I really have nothing.

Cowboy works-we sit.

That's our life in a nutshell.

Caffeine fix, because adulting is hard

The optometrist signed Cowboy's little form, but the woman who orders your glasses got all hateful, and refused to check off the boxes saying what his prescription was.
That's understandable, as we did not buy his glasses there, but she didn't have to be so hateful about it.
We told her we knew he didn't purchase glasses from them, but his place of work still insisted he come back to them with the form.
Hopefully he'll still get reimbursed.

So children have their Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, and the Easter Bunny … Why can’t I have my Cleaning Fairy?

I called the optometrist as soon as their office opened, their computers were up and running, and they did have my bill and prescription.
So, I woke up Cowboy and Badger, not an easy task, and we got on the road.

We go in, the bill is whoa!
She claimed the insurance only gave a discount on the exam, and that it was cheaper to run it as self-pay.
I went here in October, and I'm fairly sure the insurance covered the exam, but like a dummy, I lost the bill.

“Post-divorce, even kind gestures from former in-laws can be seen as crossing the line.”

It was well after 1 a.m. when we got to bed.
Heron got home from work at 12:30. 
I said howdy, and he jumped a foot.
 “You’re never awake! What are you doing up?”
 I told him I was keeping Badger company.

Rejoice! He Is Risen

 

♥♥♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸ ¸.•*¨*•♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*

“Messy, raw, and real—honesty over likability every time."

Let's see if I can be a little coherent.
Badger is crankily cooking, she won't let me help, but I'm in the living room should she yell.
I do not do late nights, I'm not a vampire like Cowboy and my kids.
Come 10 pm, and I'm ready for bed.
We're heading on to midnight, and I'm drooping.

“I’m a grandmother with chaotic weekends and blunt truths—I never asked to be liked.”

Holy cow! Shopping on a Friday, and Easter weekend, is the worst idea ever!
The stores were ridiculously crowded, and lines long.
None of us were happy campers by the time we headed home.

"On the first Good Friday, light overcame darkness, and goodness triumphed over sin. It was the wondrous miracle of our Savior’s sacrifice, forever changing the world."

 

"Eye exam results are in: my future’s clear, but my vision isn’t. 🤷‍♀️🔍"

Cowboy and Badger's eye exam today.
Surprisingly, Cowboy's vision has changed very little, and he's only beginning to really get cataracts.
Apparently, he's just a terrible driver, it's sure not his vision.
The thing is, he's only started driving like a blind, drunken bat the last few years.
We'll see how things go with the new glasses-little change or not.

Just me, my thoughts, and a cup of coffee.

My wacky brain woke me up at 5:30 am, I managed to lay until 6:30 am-and then just gave up, went into the living room.

I'm organizing files, and pictures on the computer.
A boring, but necessary task.

"Every tree felled is another nail in the coffin of our planet's future."

The tree trimmers were here before Heron left for work, at 8:40 am.
Today they were right in front of my window, I was sipping my coffee, something moving behind me caught my eye.
I look out, and there is a cherry picker sitting there.

A cup of coffee and a heart full of gratitude 💕☕"

The tree cutters-is that a word?-cut the neighbor's tree down early this morning.
It was after lunch before they started on ours, luckily Cowboy was home mostly.
He had to go to work before they finished, well, they have to come back tomorrow they didn't get done today.

Heron said he wouldn't have been those guys for anything.
It was very windy all day, and here they were up in a bucket, sawing tree limbs.

Here’s to coffee, comfort, and slow Sunday mornings ☕️

We've not left the house, well, Cowboy went to morning and evening services, and we had to make a very quick trip out for Badger some Tylenol.
Raven worked tonight, of course, and Heron went to his girlfriends.
Other than that, though, we've had a stay at home day.

"Venting is not complaining; it's a release for the soul."

The Blue House Neighbor across the street sent me a text at 11 pm last night asking for me to go over, pick up her medication off of her porch for her.
I did not see the text until 7 am this morning, I was dead to the world at 11 pm.
Luckily, they do pack it very well in dry ice.
So that is now sitting in my fridge waiting for her to get back.

“On the mend from a lightning-fast virus that hit like a runaway train but is finally losing steam.”

I'm on my feet, but still not 100%.
I had whatever Cowboy had plus some.
Holy Cow!
Several times during the evening I was curled up in a ball, with my knees to my chest, bawling my eyes out.

♥♥♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸ ¸.•*¨*•♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*

"Virus wins this round. Couch-bound, clutching water, questioning existence."

 

"Move over, garden gnomes—Big Foot’s made my flower bed his new hangout spot, and my dogs won’t stop barking their furry heads off. 🌸🐕👣 #SasquatchTakeover"

The biggest drawback to going out for groceries on a Wednesday?
We've spent all day thinking tomorrow is Friday, all of us.

I mean, we know today is Wednesday-but we always go to the store on a Thursday.
So, if we're bringing in the week's groceries, I guess our brains assume it's Thursday.

Trying to find excitement in a sea of boredom

Another colder day, so another day of staying in

What?

No, 53 °F (ca. 12 degree Celsius) is not warm-it was downright nippy, and as always the wind was blowing.

What is with the wind? 

Under the weather. 🌧️

We're in one of our little winters, probably redbud winter, although I've seen dogwoods blooming.
There are debates on all my Facebook weather pages as to which one we're in.
With climate changes, the old way of predicting the little cold snaps we get doesn't really work out.
The redbuds started blooming in March, and now we're seeing dogwoods blooming.
Our last cold snap should come in May, and then we can finally put our winter woolies up, and turn off the heat for good.

"The birthday girl embarked on a quest for magic, adventure, and unforgettable moments—and she delivered! Wands up for the most enchanting celebration ever! 🪄🎂✨🌟 #BirthdayMagic"

I am exhausted!
Having to people is tiring, and Magiquest was wall-to-wall people.

Plus, the party room was on the 3rd floor, right on the roof.
Badger and I do not do elevators, so she and I walked up three flights of stairs-twice.

"Air it out before it eats you alive."

Cowboy woke up, ate his breakfast, went out for a ladder, and then crawled up in the attic.
Unfortunately, I've run the air conditioner a time or two, so it was too wet for him to work on.
To say he was unhappy would be an understatement.
It's not easy to crawl up in that attic, nor is it easy to maneuver around up there.

"Just another chat with myself—honestly, I’m getting pretty good at this."

No one wants to hear my boring prattling.
At home, I am reduced to talking to the animals, the dogs at least cock an ear.
The cats glare at me, and stalk off.
The blog is my place to prattle away without feeling like a nuisance.
I'm talking to myself-but that's par for the course.

Darkness has a way of making the ordinary terrifying

I really have nothing.

These days, I may as well be living alone.

Raven, Heron, and Badger rarely pop out of their rooms—or come home. 

Cowboy is here, usually napping, until 2:30 pm, and then it's just me and the cats.

World Autism Awareness Day

 

🌙 Nighttime peace, just me and my thoughts⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

I have nothing.

Badger stays in her room all the time now, I'm left to my own devices.

I spend my evenings reading, I'm back to going through two books a day. 

Life is not at all exciting around here.

April Fool’s is here—brace for the ride! Tricks, giggles, and mischief collide! A sudden urge to second-guess— Because today, even truth wears a disguise!