Kyle comes home from his business trip tomorrow! Woooooooohooooo!
I haven't updated this blog in a while but in December Kyle began working for Southwest Airlines in Providence and we bought a house and moved to Warwick. It's awesome. I love being a homeowner!
And I love my house. I'm determined to "young house love" the crud out of it. Kyle will tell you, all my "blow money" and free time go to decorating, researching, and planning what I want to do with each room. It keeps my mind off the whole "not being pregnant" thing.
Which, by the way, is why I wasn't blogging. Project número one was getting my head on straight and growing closer to The Lord in the midst of the mind blowing disappointment and heart break that is "secondary infertility".
But hey, I can drink wine. I don't drink often at all but tonight I decided to stop by the package store on my way home and grab some vino. (For those of you not from New England, package store = liquor store.) And then I composed a tune to pump myself up.
It's wine o'clock on a Tuesday.
The little ones are in bed.
There's a pile of clothes sitting next to me.
But I think I'll start drinking instead.
I said, "Hun could you bring me some Chardonnay?"
I know that you prefer beer.
But it's been a long day, and I was just thinking, "Hey.
I would prefer to keep sitting right here."
I'm really proud of that ditty.
But seriously, despite the hardships, life is utterly joyful. I have hard days but mostly I am overwhelmingly thankful for the blessings in my life.
We love living in Rhode Island. The closest beach is walking distance from our house and our yard smells like ocean. Madeleine goes to an amazing Catholic school and our parish and parish priest are UN FREAKING BELIEVABLE. Truly.
But tonight I will have a (small) toast to me. I made it through the past three weeks, the move, so many health issues. I'm better than ever. God is closer than ever.
And I'm feeeeeeeeeling gooooooooooooood.