Spring!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spring has sprung! And with it comes that urge to spring clean everything in my path. For the past 2 weeks I have been very busy done a lot of nothing. I have a pinched nerve in my back and I was trying to let it heal. With the warm and beautiful days , I have decided that I have healed enough. I want to open all the doors and windows (well, the windows that will open) and toss all the junk to the curb or the fire pile... You'd be astounded at the stuff I throw out when I am in a mood like this one. If it has sat unused for 6 months, it goes out the door. I figure if I accidentally toss something useful then Wal-mart will sell me another one. I'll be doing one room a day all week . I still have boxes to unpack, but this is actually a blessing because I can go through it all , decide where it goes and arrange everything the right way.

 Today is kitchen day. I have been working on it since 7 a.m. And I am no where near done But Dh works nights right now so I have plenty of time to finish it. OOO ! you gotta see what God gave me in my yard this weekend!

DH took this pic for me ... you can see the dewdrops on the petals! Just Gorgeous!

Ice!!??!!

There is ice falling from the sky this morning. I walked my YD to the bus at the end of the driveway and the sleet started to fall . Fortunately, it started sleeting before we got off the porch. I can just imagine having to race back to the house for the umbrella. I may just make it a habit to take the umbrella with us every morning... even if the sun is shining bright and warm. This is KY after all. The weather is as fickle as my 12-year-old SD.

I yearn for the pleasant days of summer.. and yet I know that spring and summer bring thunder storms that we may have to walk through to get YD to the bus. But at least it will be warm and perhaps this constant ache will be relieved. I know spring is slowly winding its way here. I heard about a thousand frogs in the pond last night before bed time. Poor little fellers have woke up to some cold and unpleasant weather. But on the bright side, it is supposed to warm up later this week.

On a side note, one of my favorite things about this old country home passed yesterday... That's right, I am in mourning. I am mourning the lose of my front porch swing. DH was sitting on the swing when the back broke off and spilled him out backwards onto the porch floor. When I got to him (being alerted by YD yelling "O Papa " all the way through the house) he was flat on his back groaning and laughing. He hit his head twice on the banister as he fell . And for unknown reasons, found it hilarious that the porch swing died while he was sitting upon it. So now I am in search of a new porch swing. I happen to live in the land of old farmers and hand-crafters... It will not be long before I am swinging on my front porch again.

The rain

Rain has a completely different smell in the country. When I lived in the city the rain always smelled like worms and dirt - very strong. Here in the country it smells clean and fresh. I know it is probably my imagination but it feels cleaner too. And even though this kind of weather makes me ache all over I love to listen to the rain falling on the tin roof of the house. It is very soothing. The weather man said we were under a flood warning because we have had too much rain fall lately. But til I float away i will be enjoying the sights , sounds and smells of another rainy ,spring-ish day here in La-la land.
 Rain makes me drowsy. I almost said it made me lazy but I think I was born lazy so I can't blame it on the rain... Okay now I've got that Milly-Vanilly song in my head. Well today's background music is brought to you by  Rain... there are alot of songs about the rain but my favorite is  "Drip, drip drop little April showers..."
 Today I have to makes sure all of my OD's clothes are clean to pack for her to go to voc/rehab on Monday. I am nervous and scared for her... she seems more excited than nervous, but that is okay I happen to be experiencing enough anxiety for both of us. I'm not ready to see her flex those freedom wings just yet. She may be 18 but I  can't imagine her being gone all day everyday. But I am also so proud of her for getting into this program and wanting to learn and do more. It was just 2 years ago that she was eliciting promises from me and DH that  we would never make her move out because the world was too big and scary. I praise God for the improvement in my OD. Okay I have rambled enough for one day and no matter how much I procrastinate the laundry won't wash itself.

Cobwebs

I hate cobwebs. Actually, I hate any dirty nasty thing but cobwebs give me the chills. I thought I had rid my little country home of those pesky interlopers into my clean house But I found out differently this morning. As I was happily Facebooking with my trusty cup of coffee, I looked up into the corner of my living room and there hung  the ghastly proof that I had some how failed to rid my home of condemned spider webs and dust. Ugh! Gross! So I retrieved my duster from the closet and set on a journey of removing and destroying any and all cobwebs. I went through every room, dusting corners cracks and crevices.I have waged war on those nasty , clinging bits and strands. I know there are more... I haven't dusted my daughters rooms today. And I know if they are everywhere else in the house , they will be found in those rooms too. Kat ran me out of her room . I was trying to dust while she was trying to sleep .... For some odd reason she didn't find that appealing at all. I tried to explain that I was freeing her room from the bondage of cobwebs... she threw a pillow at me. I guess she doesn't have the same issues with cobwebs that I do. Hmmmm Imagine that, my teenage daughter could care less about my battle with the evil cobwebs. Well it is late morning now and I think it is time for her to wake and greet the day... or I'll just whack her with my duster if she grumbles at me again.

 After I finish dusting I have decided to set up the little girls' room the way I  want it. I tried to give them a chance to unpack and set up the room to suit them... Apparently having a pile of boxes stacked in the corner suits them just fine; I am not pleased with that at all. I want everything in its place ( at least once a year in the girls' rooms and always in every room I used daily. It drives me bananas to try to search for something when it can not be found in its appointed place. I hate searching for anything. I want to be able to go directly to an  item when I need it, not after 20 minutes of searching. Of course, my middle child (my youngun from another mother) has a entirely different view of  the household rules. She figures if she can hide it , it is clean. If she can use it , it is hers. And if I tell her to do something , she can get a different opinion from her father (that doesn't work ,but she tries). She has no rules at her mother's house, except what her grandmother says goes. She has no chores as long as she keeps her grades up... I have seen her bedroom and I don't know how she gets in the bed at night. But , despite the lack of  parental guidance , she is turning into an alright kid.

 I went of on a tangent there that I never meant to get into . my point was that I am going to get those rooms dusted and the little girls' room unpacked before there morning is gone... Wow I better get hopping before the day really gets away from me!

I'm in the country again... back where I belong

Wow after almost 2months, I just got my internet and phone hooked up here. We have been very busy working on the house. And I have enjoyed 99% of it. Of course there are somethings I could have done without. But anything worth having has to be worked for. I love sitting on my front porch and listening to the birds and other sounds of nature. No constant traffic, no sirens at all hours, no neighbors yelling . If my neighbors yell I can barely hear them because they are clear across the field. I love it here. We have had to redo all the water pipes, I have had to learn to build a wood fire, and through it all I have felt God's blessing on us. It is truly wonderful and I praise Him for His grace and Love. The overwhelming peace that has settled over our lives is tangible. I'll be back with more soon but for now I have more boxes to unpack and rooms to get in order... Fun stuff like that.

Moving

2 1/2 years ago , we moved to the city. It was a big adaptation for this little country mouse to learn to live in the city. Now we are moving back to the same house in the same chunk of country we left because city livin' is expensive. We can live well on the same money that we are barely surviving on right now. And living well within our means is very important. Being able to give my girls the things they need and pay our bills is Very important. But at the same time I am so thankful for my time here. We have made some life long friends. I will forever have a church family here. And I have learned some very important lessons here. There is too much for me to see,hear,and experience for me to hide in the house all the time. My children have blossomed and grown independent in the past couple of years (even though my youngest wants me to Home school her so that she can stay home with me more LOL ... not gonna happen) As I have started thinking about moving back to the country, I have realized that I feel like I am going home.  In Bath county, if someone gets shot, they were either cheating or hunting... here you can get shot walking down the wrong street. I am looking forward to hearing the birds sing at sunrise and hearing the frogs converse at sunset. Winters are hard no matter where you live when you have fybromyalgia But Spring and summer are times for running across the yard barefooted with a water hose chasing after your children and dragging the dogs out of the pond. Plus, I miss my family and friends A LOT. So I am letting the internet and phone be shut off this week so I can afford to move. I can't wait ... I am excited.

DH is being very nice to me now...

This is what I posted as a comment on my previous post....
Thanks so much for your support guys... Dh realized he had screwed up when I gave him a good chewing on Saturday afternoon then said I was going to Angels if he didn't shape up. He apologized and gave me a wide path til I had calmed down. Maybe I should have done that to begin with but I hate fighting in front of the kids.

After I finished the original blog , I realized that I was allowing DH to treat me like crap because I felt physically ill and because I had Ashley in the car with us. So when DH came home on Saturday , I sent Ashley to her room and told DH what I felt, thought and what I planned to do about it. He chilled out real quick .

All is right in Sugaland again. Hope everyone had/has a very Happy New year.