I can't stop farting around with my blog appearance. I imagine that I will be fully happy with it, one day. lol
It is a bright, sunny day and the air almost smells like Spring. I am thinking longingly of just how gorgeous days are in the Valley, this time of year and I really, really want to go spend the day down there. Drive around, do a little shopping, stop somewhere yummy for lunch. Drive around some more, windows down enjoying the gorgeous, unmatched late Winter Phoenix weather.
In spite of the heat in the Summer and the pollution, I would rather live down there than here. Prescott in a word, sucks. I don't like it here at all. But, husband has a job here and in this economy, he would be an idiot to try to change jobs, if he doesn't have to. So here we stay. Of course, part of his motivation is his desire to remain close to his parents. I understand that. I also resent it.
What about my wanting to be closer to my mother? I don't see him killing himself to get a job and reestablish us in Washington so that I can have that. My mother and I are extremely close and I haven't seen her since 1995. Doesn't seem to bother my husband that I ache to spend time with my mother. That I miss her face, that I long to hear her voice. To sit across from her at the table, have tea and a lovely conversation. To just "be" with her. We have long phone chats when we can. It isn't the same. It will never be the same.
Brekkie this morning was a cup of coffee with fat free half and half and a Yoplait light yoghurt. I so don't want a lecture about HFCS and sugar and cornstarch and so forth... I need little "diet" goodies like spray buttery stuff and salad spritzer. They help me cope with giving up all the rich, fattening stuff I normally depend on in my diet. I know that HFCS and so forth aren't good for me and I want to eliminate them from my life, one day. But these little "treats" are really a big help to me.
My housework is nearly done, I just have some laundry to finish. I didn't clean my bathroom while I was sick and it had a pretty bad case of toilet breath. I got in there and gave it all a good scrub. Vacuumed my hated broadloom, emptied my dishwasher and dusted. (What did I ever do before Swiffer Dusters, I ask you?) I'll shower, later. And put a fresh top coat on my nails. :D
Call someone you love and miss, today. :D