Did I say at the end of this post that I was ‘nailin’ it’?!
Well…”Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before the fall.” Proverbs 16:18.
Okay, so maybe I wasn’t really prideful or haughty – but I was wrong. I have not found a summer swing and I definitely got no mama mojo.
Our cat was lost, but is now found. That is a happy thing.
But, although I gave you some really good advice that has worked for me in the past, things are not falling into place here. I am unsure if they need a nudge or a stick of dynamite to rearrange the energy. The movies and documentaries are overdue and it’s literally raining on my parade – or at least my beloved day trips. Then I saw Theresa’s post here and I was all super-jealous, like, ‘hey, I wanna go to Bushkill Falls!’ and I am wwwwaaaaayyyy under my quota for beach days.
The boys, all of them, are doing things that I don’t want them to be doing and are not doing the things that I would like for them to be doing – do you know how to ‘make them’?! Then I am doing things I don’t want to be doing – that’s the part I hate the most.
We are off kilter. The Costello microcosm is out of balance and I am not having fun. Maybe that super-moon affected the gravitational pull on my house, or my head, or my children.
Maybe I could use a little less caffiene, or a little more. Does anyone know where I can get that figurative stick of dynamite?