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(This picture was just too stinkin' cute to not post. So, for no other reason, that's why it is here.)I am not sure as to why I haven't posted in such a long time. I think about it, but can never seem to get myself to sit down and do it. I do many other things on the computer, but seem to avoid posting on the ol' blog. I wonder why that is? It's not that I don't get comments from my fabulous husband. I think he "suggests" I come up with something more than I think about it on my own. But, I suppose he did rescue me from impending doom and came up with the last post. So, tonight, I find myself in a surprisingly quiet house. All 3 of my boys have fallen asleep in my bed (which means, I will probably be sleeping in Cort's bed), but this leaves me without an excuse. So, except for the sound of the dog eating and of course, the radio, I find myself alone in the kitchen.
I'm also in sort of a blah mood. I don't usually write about me, but it is what is coming to mind, therefore, it's what is being written. Somehow, I've gotten into a slump. Maybe, just maybe, if I put it into words, I'll figure my way out. Things at work, are well, weird. Things have happened in the last week that have surprised me and disappointed me, but, I haven't quite worked out where I am with that. I'm certainly in a place of limbo when it comes to how I feel about my job. I do know, I 100% love what I do, there is nothing like it. At least that helps me feel a little more stable about it, even when "politics" seem to spin and spin. Things at home are good, but I'm trying to figure out why I'm feeling so blah. I think it has come down to one question. Why is it that continue to sabotage myself? I know I'm not the only person in the world to do this, but the question is why? What is it that causes people to do this? Why is it that when you know what you want and have the tools to get it, it seems to slip through your fingers? Fear, laziness, not wanting it bad enough, inability to set a goal and stick with it, trust and faith in yourself? So many things could be causing the problem or maybe, it's just one. It seems that if it was just one, it would be easy to overcome. Yet....here I sit in the quiet of my house, and can't stop thinking about the why and how of it all. Yeah, I know, I'm getting way to serious!
True to form, when I find things are getting too serious or I'm sharing too much, I find myself desperately trying to change the subject. Let's see what can I come up with?
A couple of weeks ago, Luke managed to have all things electronic taken away. I was home with him, and I had to admit, I was a lit
tle stressed about what he was going to find to do. I prepared myself for the "I'm bored, mom and there's nothing to do" comments. To my surprise, they did not come. I loved watching him come up with things to do. For a few hours, he read, colored, did puzzles and played games with anyone who would join him. I had to make cookies for work the next day, so when Levi and Cort came home, we got to work. I freely admit, I did not hesitate to pull out the electronic mixer. (I did not lose the privilege of electronic items, and I was not going to be making a huge batch of cookies by hand.) We had so much fun, I'm thinking we need to lose electronics a little more often!
tle stressed about what he was going to find to do. I prepared myself for the "I'm bored, mom and there's nothing to do" comments. To my surprise, they did not come. I loved watching him come up with things to do. For a few hours, he read, colored, did puzzles and played games with anyone who would join him. I had to make cookies for work the next day, so when Levi and Cort came home, we got to work. I freely admit, I did not hesitate to pull out the electronic mixer. (I did not lose the privilege of electronic items, and I was not going to be making a huge batch of cookies by hand.) We had so much fun, I'm thinking we need to lose electronics a little more often! And, for those of you who have been asking about the dog, He is 
getting big and ugly, and I think the boys love him more every day. I, however, am thoroughly annoyed by him, I want him to listen and I want him to just sit still for a few minutes. And, every now and then, I find him to be a little bit cute.
getting big and ugly, and I think the boys love him more every day. I, however, am thoroughly annoyed by him, I want him to listen and I want him to just sit still for a few minutes. And, every now and then, I find him to be a little bit cute. .jpg)
Oh, and for those of you who have taken the time to read my rambling, thank you!
