Writing Helps A Grump

I have to warn you folks, I'm grumpy today. I am. It's the truth. It's yucky looking outside, it's cold, and my husband didn't sleep last night. If there is one thing I am learning about being married, it's that if he doesn't sleep, I don't sleep. The opposite is true for him. True Story: the other night, I was tossing and turning and turned so sharply that I hit my husband in the head with my own hard head. I then cried because I hurt him. These are the type of stories that I will be telling my children...oh boy...that's gonna be good times.

I'm trying to convince myself to write even on these days, because, I do like to go back and re-read the things that I write. I was doing that already today, and man, I gotta tell you, three months ago, I was all "Does God want me to start a photography business?" And now all I can think is, "God, where should we live?" It's crazy how things change so much.

I still have these days where I wish I were living in my parents basement, and borrowing their van, and listening to my little sisters argue right outside my door. I miss my Mommy, I don't see her as much as I'd like. That's been killing me. (And there is so much more to that than you could know, mainly because my mother in law literally lives down the road, and we get eggs and milk from her...we are working on our balances) I keep telling people that I have to pretend to be kinda like a maybe grown up type human...thing. It's not working. Days like today, I want to turn the alarm off and forget the world exist and that things happened.

I want to forget the craziness of the last three weeks where we thought we had to move, but then we found out last Thursday that we don't have to move and we can stay at our little house in the hills (though we aren't sure what we are going to truly end up doing...). I want to forget that last night when my husband crawled into bed with me after I was already asleep, he told me that some coals had fallen out of the wood stove and burnt some of the carpet. See, these are the type of things that as an adult, I kinda wish I could just forget.

This is the burnt carpet. 

As far the coal thing goes, I can't complain. It snowed here Monday and we turned off the heat. Seriously! How awesome is that! It was so hot in here that we wore shorts...ok, I can't lie, I didn't wear pants, but then, I hated wearing pants anyway so it's not a big deal, right? I'm grateful for the wood stove here at this house, and I'm soooo grateful for a husband who goes and chops wood for me. I mean...he does cut a striking figure out there working hard..hmmm. (INDULGE ME, we JUST got married...in fact, I think in twenty years, I can imagine saying that then too).

Our wood stove. :)

I am finding things to be thankful for today, and honestly, there are a lot. I feel like the whole world is blowing up around me, and everyone is just...freaking insane. But for the most part, I'm content to come home with my husband and make dinner and just...be here. I don't want to do much else, not right now. We're still working on our balance...I'm trying not to loose old friendships, while acknowledging that they are all changing. I want to hang out with people! I do! We just have to work on times and plans. I'm pretty good with go with the flow, but the Hubs...he's gotta have his plans.

Life is still a work in progress. It doesn't stop. I got married. I'm still alive, not dead yet you know? As even though today was kinda grumpy, I'm still blessed and I'll get over it. It also helps that my Hubs and I got treats in the mail! Treats that are Essential Oils and Harmonicas! I'll let you guess who got what. ;)

And that, people, is all. :)