Your Wings Were Ready But My Heart Was Not

I can’t complain too much about today. 
The weather turned out really spring like and warm. 
Raven and the kids were gone most of the day, which left me a quiet house. 
I know that sounds like I’m a terrible person, but it was enjoyable.

Cowboy didn’t get home until 3:30 in the morning, so he slept in a bit this morning. 
We went to the thrift store, but my zombie chicken was gone, which was disappointing. 
We also went to the Dandridge Goodwill, but we didn’t find anything.

Our last stop was to pick up Annie, which surprised me.
It took a lot longer to bring Mayhem home. 
The place where they handled Annie’s cremation was amazing. 
We received a lovely urn, along with her nose print, her paw print, and some fur.
I hadn’t expected that. 
With Mayhem, we didn’t receive anything except him in a box.

Annie sits with Mayhem-Teresa and my Uncle on top of the bookshelf. 
She is home again, just not in the way I would have wanted.

When we came back, I went in my bedroom and my remote was lying on top of the blankets.
Big deal, right?
Well, that remote disappeared two weeks ago.
I tore the room apart and never could find it.
All we can think is that Lady hid it behind something and then dragged it back out.
I mean, where did she hide it, how did she hide it, and how did she manage to drag it back out without making a giant mess?
As Badger says, don’t think about it.
Things happen.

Cowboy headed out to fix the car, and Badger took her skateboard and went to the creek.
 I had the house to myself, so I played on the computer for a while.
Once Raven and the kids came back, I went to my bedroom so I could have a little peace.

Since I tend to be on the chatty side, I’ll keep this short. 
It pretty much looked like Badger in her bedroom, me in mine, and Cowboy, Raven, and the kids in the living room when they weren’t outside. 
Nothing exciting happened.

I probably could have played on the computer.
But when they’re inside, it’s just so loud and noisy.
When they’re outside, it’s the bam-bam-bam of the screen door every five seconds.

I guess the bright side is that I get a whole lot of books read during the weekends.

As the saying goes, I put on my big girl panties, grabbed my noise‑canceling headphones, gritted my teeth, and sat in the living room for a while this evening. 
You can only stare at four bedroom walls for so long before you’re ready to scream. 
Honestly, even dealing with a bunch of loud kids beats that sometimes.

Raven and the kids have gone to bed.
I’ll get this written out, then I’m heading to my bedroom.