I wonder sometimes if I have developed social anxiety. I want to go to tons of things & then chicken out at actually doing them. It’s no one else’s fault but my own, but I’m not exactly married to Mr. Social Sunshine. Don’t get me wrong, I love him dearly. It’s the lack of going out to do anything that’s just depressed me.

I think what I need is a personal assistant. Better yet a new home with a professional organizer to set my house up for me by color, category, etc. I just can’t do it on my own. Granted, I can clean up someone else’s home & even organize their own crap; when it comes to my own stuff. My entire house are little piles of stuff.

My husband says I should use my powers (ha ha) for good. I wish I could earn a paycheck for being a mom. I like what I do now; but this year is different for me. I’m nervous and a bit anxious.

I have on very important thing to share…I almost lost my youngest son to a drowning accident. It happened so quickly. It was terrifying. Bottom line is that everyone should recognize the signs of drowning. It is quick, it is silent and it’s NOTHING like on TV. As a parent it’s essential to also know Infant/Child CPR. Thank God I didn’t have to do CPR, but it sure crossed my mind in the nano-second I had to decide how to handle the situation.

I am grateful for my family, my friends & my health.

God Bless.

She had our vehicle less than 3 hours before she backed across the street & hit the utility pole pretty damn hard. The worst part was that she wasn’t even really looking, let alone her depth perception being off. No, the WORST part is that I found out on my own. She wasn’t going to tell me. When I first discovered it, we were coming back out from shopping at Target. I kind of freaked out because I thought someone had hit my vehicle in the parking lot. Finally my mother hung her head in shame & admitted to doing it. She even said “It’s not that bad.”  “You weren’t going to tell me? It’s MY vehicle & you weren’t going to tell me at all?,” I said.

She begged me not to tell my sister or my step-father (her husband). Pretty darn funny to watch her squirm as I said, “What’s it worth to you?”

So of course, later that evening, I talked to my sister on the phone. She said, “How’s Mom?” OK. “How’s everything?” Oh pretty good. “What happened?”  Nothing. Well, something, but no biggie. I can’t say. “Did Mom do something?” Um, well…

“Was Mom driving?” Um…”Did she hit something?” OMG, I couldn’t help myself but bust out in giggles. I told her everything & we laughed ourselves silly! Most of my friends are shocked that my mom never offered to pay for the repairs. I’m not that upset, but I am still paying on the vehicle & it’s MY vehicle. KWIM?

Yeah…remember the bad neighbor that put their remodeling/roofing dumpster in my nice neighbor’s yard? (See January 2009 blog entry for the whole story of true douchebaggery).  They started to dump clippings, tree branches & other crap back across the street onto the nice neighbor’s AGAIN. I’m too miffed to go about it, BUT…I’ll leave ‘em alone & let the rich bitches just boil in their own juices.

Squeee! Edward, Bella & Jacob…coming very soon!

Any time I feel down, I realize that stepping back & looking at others opens my eyes. It makes me grateful for what I have or at least try to appreciate what I have even more. Sure I can do better in some areas, but over all, I’m very happy with my blessings. My family and my faith.