May 14, 2009 by Marj Hatzell
I had plans today. I was gonna trek to IKEA (not my IKEA but a different IKEA) to see her. I had dreams of perusing the furniture collections, drooling over the things my husband hates, chatting about life in general and then wrapping it all up with SWEDISH MEATBALLS. Mmmmm…See, we rescheduled it, like, five times? Six? I dunno. It’s been like a month in the making. And today was the day. All signs pointed to IKEA. And then Bug Boy woke up with a sore throat.
While I pouted over my tea this morning, I realized how different my life is now then it was a year ago. How different my children are. How different my husband is. How different I am. I cannot believe where we were a year ago! So much time has passed and my life has changed considerably. And yet so much remains the same. This is one of the reasons I blog. I can look back at that day in my life, the day that seemed so horrible and out-of-control and LAUGH. Laugh, because I had NO FREAKING IDEA WHAT WAS ABOUT TO TRANSPIRE. Because I didn’t realize it would be far worse. Or far better. Or just so far away.
One year ago, I wrote this.
And I still have some of the same questions. In fact:
- Cranky people still work at the bagel store
- I still get about fifty phone calls an hour
- I still want another baby
- I still crave potatoes
- We’re still working on potty training Bugaboo
- Bug Boy is still being a LITTLE TOO COOPERATIVE right now. Waiting for the other shoe to drop
- My brother still lives with my parents. And he still doesn’t have a real job.
- I still don’t have a deck. Mud. I have mud.
But so many things are different:
- Bug Boy has done much better in school this year
- Bugaboo has come a loooooooong way
- I don’t spend six days a month at the local children’s hospital. I’m lucky to be there every three months.
- I don’t watch my neighbor’s kids anymore. I watch other kids, just not so many.
- I get more sleep
- I am happier
- I am not struggling with depression so much
- I’m twenty pounds heavier
- My house is cleaner
- My husband got a phat raise. And is about to get a phat promotion.
- We have furniture that I’m not afraid to have people sit on.
Funny, the difference a year makes. And while I’d LOVE to be at IKEA right now (well, headed there in a short spell) I am happy with where our lives are headed. I feel secure and happy. I’ve never felt so content or so blessed. I am enjoying every minute of my life (well, except for the all-night-parties with Thomas). THANK YOU ZOLOFT!
Despite the rain and despite the fact that my meatballs LITERALLY have to take a raincheck, life is good.
Life is very good.