I can feel it, this is gonna be the week that things start climbing up. I try not to dwell on the bad, but I am overwhelmed at the number of negatives this month. It started three weeks ago with the death of my husbands 29 year old cousin, it was a shock to the whole family. It was sudden and as of yet is unexplained. This news was followed shortly by the news that my godfather had passed, his death was not unexpected, as he had terminal cancer, but tragic and heartbreaking none the less. Only a few days later we get a phone call saying my Opa has had a heart attack and is in the hospital, he needed to have a stint put in and now he is thankfully recovering and taking it easy at home.
"OK breath Lydia take it one day at a time......"
The next morning my Mom calls and informs me that my dad is in the hospital, she is coming a little un-glued and is only able to tell me that he may need surgery. Apparently they thought it was appendix but turns out it is not, they think that it is something called diverticulitis.......still unsolved but improving.
Ok so at this point I am getting scared..........Every time the phone rings I am afraid of what is going to come at me next.......A weekend of camping should be a much needed get away right?.......It was a great distraction I spent most of the trip trying to keep things dry, as it rained the whole time. Discovered we had a leak somewhere in our not so old trailer and there is a little floor rot. Great, just great!!! I arrived home with the intense need to shower and do laundry and crash, only to discover the my {insert BAD word here} of a brother has been at my house and has ridden my 5 year olds quad around the yard UUUuuum he is 200lbs and this little quad has a 70lbs weight limit. He does not have permission to be here, let alone start up equipment he knows nothing about. Now I am airing my dirty laundry a bit here, but I am FURIOUS, my husband is about to lose it and I have enough crap on my plate that the last thing I need to do is to fix a quad and deal with feelings of personal invasion.
Oh wait there is more......we unpack and when our cat comes to welcome us home, she is nothing but a bag of bones and is walking like a zombie. What now?? We take her straight to the vet and she is dehydrated, feverish and has some sort of infection. This continues for 2 more days at the vets office on IV antibiotics and fluids, and $700 later, she is still not well but the fever is gone and I can take her home and try to get some food in her. I've simply crossed my fingers and hope she recovers, there is nothing more that we can afford to do for her.
Well that brings us to today....... it is the start of a new day right?? After all you can't have rainbows without the rain!
I am painting, crafting, cleaning, crying anything and everything to purge myself of my negativity, fear, frustration and anger. I know with my entire being that there are so many out there that have it worse than I do. I am humbled by that and am hopeful that things will be on the up and up soon enough. I promise that I will have some wonderful crafty goodness for you first thing Monday Morning until then..................I am just taking the weekend to make life better.
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It is gonna turn around
