I guess it's time to offically announce that we will NOT be moving to the southern border states afterall. Gilbert recieved his letter the other day. Unfortunately it all has to do with the circumstances of Gilbert's previous job. Oh well.
While the initial shock was difficult to hear, we both feel good about it. Only a couple of weeks ago we decided to pray about this job to see if it was still the right direction our family was supposed to be moving in. Although Gilbert was really excited about this prospective job opportunity when he got the letter he said "Well, I guess that's our answer."
So for now we're staying put and trying to decide what we're going to do with the rest of our lives. :o)
Friday, July 30, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
11
Today Gilbert and I celebrate our 11th wedding anniversary.
Yes, I know that today is also Pioneer Day. But 11 years ago I didn't. Nor did I care. It's worked out nice living in Utah because normally Gilbert has the day off.
This year it fell on a Sat. Normally he's working but since he hurt his back he has a few days off.
He brought me breakfast in bed- french toast (cooked MY way- which believe me, is much better than HIS way)
Then we bummed around the house all day.
Uncle Evan came over to babysit and we grabbed a quick bite to eat before running off to see Eclipse. I told Gilbert I would tell everyone it was my idea, but really, HE wanted to see it. :o)
Happy Anniversary, Babe!
Yes, I know that today is also Pioneer Day. But 11 years ago I didn't. Nor did I care. It's worked out nice living in Utah because normally Gilbert has the day off.
This year it fell on a Sat. Normally he's working but since he hurt his back he has a few days off.
He brought me breakfast in bed- french toast (cooked MY way- which believe me, is much better than HIS way)
Then we bummed around the house all day.
Uncle Evan came over to babysit and we grabbed a quick bite to eat before running off to see Eclipse. I told Gilbert I would tell everyone it was my idea, but really, HE wanted to see it. :o)
Happy Anniversary, Babe!
Monday, July 12, 2010
Who, Me?
It's monday. Another week. We're already 1/2-way into July. Where has my year gone? The kids are back and 'normal' is no where to be found.
Gilbert and I flew the coop for a quick getaway to SoCal over the 4th weekend before the kids came home. I was restless from being cooped up and 'officially' shouldn't have been out yet. But since I was spending less than 2hrs. in contact with any one person (unless you count Gilbert, and my BFF on the drive down- both of whom consented to being subject to my radiation) it was no big deal. Spent a day on the beach- it was WONDERFUL! Only burned two small places on each of my feet that managed to escape sunscreen. Spent another day at Disney w/out the kids. Whoa! It was perfect disney weather- overcast. Keeps the crowds away. Walked all day until my legs wouldn't go anymore. Had dinner with the BFF and her fam. Laughed a little too long and a little too loud (Hello!? We're talking about ME here.) It was perfect. Gib and I called it an early anniversary. We're celebrating 11 years on Pioneer Day.
Now I'm home and started on thyroid meds and praying that I start feeling like ME soon. I know it'll take a while to get regulated but I didn't think it would get worse before it got better. I feel like a zombie. I don't like it. I feel like I'm walking with my feet in mud- except it's not my feet in the mud, it's my brain. I want to sleep the days away until it all passes and I can wake up feeling normal again.
I have the right to feel this way. I've been pretty understanding throughout this whole ordeal and taken everything in stride. But it's getting old. Yes, deep down I can talk myself through and I know it'll all come to an end- but I don't always feel like talking myself through (side affects I can assume). So today we're keeping it simple. Only the bare minimum will get done today and I will veg all day if I have to. It's not horrible- it's just not ME.
I miss ME.
Gilbert and I flew the coop for a quick getaway to SoCal over the 4th weekend before the kids came home. I was restless from being cooped up and 'officially' shouldn't have been out yet. But since I was spending less than 2hrs. in contact with any one person (unless you count Gilbert, and my BFF on the drive down- both of whom consented to being subject to my radiation) it was no big deal. Spent a day on the beach- it was WONDERFUL! Only burned two small places on each of my feet that managed to escape sunscreen. Spent another day at Disney w/out the kids. Whoa! It was perfect disney weather- overcast. Keeps the crowds away. Walked all day until my legs wouldn't go anymore. Had dinner with the BFF and her fam. Laughed a little too long and a little too loud (Hello!? We're talking about ME here.) It was perfect. Gib and I called it an early anniversary. We're celebrating 11 years on Pioneer Day.
Now I'm home and started on thyroid meds and praying that I start feeling like ME soon. I know it'll take a while to get regulated but I didn't think it would get worse before it got better. I feel like a zombie. I don't like it. I feel like I'm walking with my feet in mud- except it's not my feet in the mud, it's my brain. I want to sleep the days away until it all passes and I can wake up feeling normal again.
I have the right to feel this way. I've been pretty understanding throughout this whole ordeal and taken everything in stride. But it's getting old. Yes, deep down I can talk myself through and I know it'll all come to an end- but I don't always feel like talking myself through (side affects I can assume). So today we're keeping it simple. Only the bare minimum will get done today and I will veg all day if I have to. It's not horrible- it's just not ME.
I miss ME.
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