i really wanted to post something happy and positive. I’ve been searching my brain for a funny story or something and i can’t find anything. I know there are tons in there but none I’m able to access.
So then I decided to go find a funny picture but none of them made me chuckle.
But I did have an “aaaahhhh” moment.
My kids can say the most compassionate things. Tonight we were discussing death. I told the kids that the biggest rule I have is that I have to die before them. Rachel was upset. She doesn’t want me to ever die. I told her that everyone has to die at some point. So she told me that her biggest rule is that when I die I have to come back and haunt her. Not in a mean way. I have to follow her around and give her hugs whenever she needs them. My baby girl love my hugs
I like having a mission. I would have been amazing in the military. They knew it too. I took that ASVAB test in high school not knowing what it was for. I got perfect scores in two sections. Apparently to them that is rare for a woman. So they hounded me until Matthew was 2 to go in. They even asked me to give custody of my son to my parents! Rude.
Anyway, I have two goals before my surgery. Oh wait…actually 3.
1. Try to make 40 hours each week at work. (I’ve only managed it like 3 x’s this year because of the pain)
2. Get as much exercise as I can so my body will heal faster as well as eat a little healthier. I say a little cuz it is summer and ice cream does scream my name at the end of a 100 degree day.
3. Get my house thoroughly cleaned the night and morning before my surgery.
I’m already not looking so good on the 40 hours this week but I’m determined to get as close as I can. However many hours I’m shy I’ll just try to get in OT next week. Luckily I don’t have any appointments next week. I don’t think. Nope no appointments. Sweet