Two Sleeping Babies in The Car

Monday Heather called in again, her Aunt died, she needed a day to mourn.  I feel bad for her, she’s been having a difficult time. I don’t know her that well so I can’t say if this is normal or extra ordinary circumstances. But something has happened to poor Heather to prevent her from coming to work or being to work on time more days than not. I was really looking forward to my break yesterday, but Jack, Fiona, and I had a nice day. I didn’t have time to write though. linda came in the morning and I was so tired when the babies took their nap I watched the final episode of Married at First Sight! What a disappointment! No one stayed together! 

We just got back from the discovery museum. The babies are sleeping in the car. 

  I decided writing or reading would be the perfect thing to do in situations like this. I just park my car under some nice trees and shade in the mall parking lot and I’ve got my quiet time! Genius. Jack and Fiona had so much fun at the museum today.

It’s gorgeous. Life is good. I mean that’s what I need to focus on anyhow. This morning I decided to read the news.

The first article I read was how so many species on the Earth are becoming extinct and mankind is on the road to ruin. Then I read about how many people have died in Pakistan and India from the heat wave. Last I read about how skinny jeans may be bad for your health. 

The first article on extinction really made me sad. It always does, it reminded me about when I was young learning about the dinosaurs and how they became extinct. I loved that lesson, drawing them, learning their names. It also made me think about how we were taught about conservation and protecting the Earth. I wonder what I will be teaching Jack and Fiona? That I’m sorry, it’s too late, the world is doomed? Only the rich will be able to survive? What will be the message? My generation and my moms generation haven’t been able to stop the destruction of the Earth. The poor Lemurs and bees. But I can’t let myself go too far in that direction of thinking or I might need to start taking Zoloft again. I hear Jack snoring, they are sleeping so soundly as I sit here and type on my new fangled typing machine. My IPhone! It’s hard on the wrist and hand, but it gets the job done! 

It’s the little things that count now. I told myself the other day from now on I’m going to be proud of what I’ve done so far, I’m not going to worry about what I’m going to do or haven’t done yet. 

3 thoughts on “Two Sleeping Babies in The Car

  1. “from now on I’m going to be proud of what I’ve done so far, I’m not going to worry about what I’m going to do or haven’t done yet.” – Whenever I read your blog, I am encouraged; I am never disappointed! Thank you for sharing your days with the blogging world. It really means a lot. XO

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  2. Thank you SO MUCH! I really enjoy your blog too!
    I found myself not only worrying about things I hadn’t done when I was tired or sick, but I realized I do the same thing when I am working hard and doing stuff. I had worked in my studio and had a good day, then i immediately started thinking about all the next things I was going to paint! I want to give myself more time to appreciate my accomplishments as they occur! I guess it’s just another one of those slowing down moments!!!

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  3. YES!! I’ve been struggling with the very same thing. I am working non-stop in my new home, trying to get everything just so, but I’m also still a mother and a wife, and a teacher. I absolutely worry about things when I’m tired or sick but just as much when healthy and active! It’s a crazy thing, indeed. But I was just talking to my husband today about how I want it to stop. I mean it! I want to end this way of living – never quite “there,” and always feeling like I am several steps behind. It’s madness! So thank you for your take on it. Thanks for saying that you are proud of what you’ve DONE. It’s such a beautiful way to look at it and I aim to begin doing the same this very moment! 😀


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