Everyday Life 30 :: 26
Yeesh. Yesterday was not pretty. Nothing tragic. Nothing major. Just the everyday setbacks that can topple an empire or make a mom feel grossly incompetent.
Alex has been doing battle with a virus that leaves him lethargic, gives him congestion and a sore throat. And even though his good friend Mitchell does have strep throat, Alex was given the "all clear" when I took him to the doctor Wednesday. For good measure the doctor added, "Well, seeing he has been sick for a week and no one else has gotten sick, I don't believe he's contagious." Oh Lord... has ever a more fate-tempting statement ever been uttered?
Up all night, writhing and suffering, William is sick now too. And, he does not want to be seen.
And Max is sick. He does not want to be seen. Building an army of Lego knights is helping him pass the time while he feels "horrible."
Maria does not appear to be sick, but she is moody and tender, which is an early warning sign, I believe. Also, she did not want her picture taken, and is satisfied to close her eyes to avoid detection.
Maria is passing the time writing letters and delivering them to everyone.
And I am sick. Ugh. My eyeballs hurt, and so does my head and throat. Ugh. Sigh. Moan.
My happy distraction has been sketching and stitching, so now I have a little rooster, that I would love to add to a quilt some day.
Maybe it will be a sampler quilt, with embroidered vignettes, favorite themes, and favorite colors.
On the good advice of my friend Pamela, I am going to sit back and enjoy this whirlwind time in my life. It may have its challenges, but it is fleeting and good, so I don't want to miss any of it.
Oh! One more thing. I am enjoying some small amount of satisfaction in saying "I knew it, and I told them so," regarding the economy and the housing market. And I love it when someone else has the time to write about the stuff I am thinking." Of course my pleasure is limited to anticipating the down-turn, the ride itself will not be enjoyable. It's difficult to foresee all of the possible affects.
Someone thinks I am being too vague about my opinions on the housing market/economy. So, for clarity:
1. We rent. This has been painful and we have been ridiculed and ostracized for not drinking the Kool-Aid.
2. We have been waiting for this Bubble to burst. We have been anticipating what we saw as an inevitable economic downturn.
3. We shared our concerns with many.
4. I am sad and sympathetic. I do not take any pleasure whatsoever in anyone's strife, anguish or suffering.
5. I hope that when the easy-money, free-for all is over, we will be able to buy a reasonably priced house to call our own.
6. I hope that every real estate agent, counselor and landlord that ever guffawed, laughed or heckled me is enjoying the ride that would, "Never, ever happen."