Everywhere I look there are epic love stories. How many movies have I seen, books have I read recording these stories. They are often big monumental stories. I mean, who didn't read the Twilight series or Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice?
Well, let me tell you a real love story.
I have been sick this week. I mean, like I haven't hardly been off the couch in four days. In mom world, that is an eternity. The kids have been watching gobs of TV and turning the house into a disaster. I've been so sick that I actually went to the doctor, which I never do.
In all of this crazy, Heber picked up the pieces every night. He stayed in the morning to drive Leo to school. He put the kids to bed. He even took a day off to drive me to the doctor, bought me a magazine and fresca.
This week I read an article of things learned from Anne of Green Gables (some of my favorite books), one of the things was, "Don't miss out on true love by expecting a fairy tale." So true. Love is the little things, it's saying nice things or cleaning the kitchen. It's bringing someone their prescription or even just a drink.
I'm glad I didn't miss my true love.
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Saturday, January 5, 2013
Exhaustion
It's been weeks since my last post. What's up with that? Well, it can be explained in two words..sinus infection. The worst one ever. We all got it, even Leo. It caused utter exhaustion around here and pretty much a total lack of motivation to do, well, anything.
We got back into town last Thursday. We arrived home at 1:00 in the morning (ok, so technically Friday). We were right in the dregs of sickness but all we wanted was to get home. There are few things more unpleasant than being sick while not at your own home. We braved the full day of traveling with a one year old. I'm sure that we infected others but I just couldn't think about it.
By the time we made it home, we were so tired. I don't think I've felt so exhausted in my life. Just one experience comes to mind. We were living in the red brick house in Logan. A friend invited me out cross country skiing. Do I cross country ski? No, not really but it's good to try new things. Perhaps I should have vetted this trip more carefully and found out if there were hardcore skiers going along, but I didn't and we basically went straight up a mountain...for hours. Driving home in the car, I couldn't keep my eyes open. I was so physically spent by the time I got home, that it was all I could do to collapse into bed.
When Heber came home, there was a trail of snow gear all the way up the stairs and me completely passed out. I felt like that on Thursday, except throw in an excessively congested nose and sick one year old. I have never been so happy to be in my own place.
So we are finally home and there are so many things to write about, so many that I want to record from this past month. Please, let this sickness go away so I can think again.
We got back into town last Thursday. We arrived home at 1:00 in the morning (ok, so technically Friday). We were right in the dregs of sickness but all we wanted was to get home. There are few things more unpleasant than being sick while not at your own home. We braved the full day of traveling with a one year old. I'm sure that we infected others but I just couldn't think about it.
By the time we made it home, we were so tired. I don't think I've felt so exhausted in my life. Just one experience comes to mind. We were living in the red brick house in Logan. A friend invited me out cross country skiing. Do I cross country ski? No, not really but it's good to try new things. Perhaps I should have vetted this trip more carefully and found out if there were hardcore skiers going along, but I didn't and we basically went straight up a mountain...for hours. Driving home in the car, I couldn't keep my eyes open. I was so physically spent by the time I got home, that it was all I could do to collapse into bed.
When Heber came home, there was a trail of snow gear all the way up the stairs and me completely passed out. I felt like that on Thursday, except throw in an excessively congested nose and sick one year old. I have never been so happy to be in my own place.
So we are finally home and there are so many things to write about, so many that I want to record from this past month. Please, let this sickness go away so I can think again.
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