Thursday, January 10, 2013
Counting My Blessings
Honestly, I’ve decided to stop being quite so cranky. It’s really not serving me any purpose and
it’s a downer-not my personality choice.
And since it seems that I’m with me a lot, I’ve decided to re-arrange my
Since putting our “dream” home for up for sale last
September, I’ve been crabby. So, to show
you how I’m going to change, here are some of the ways I’m counting my
Rather than grimacing at the ugly fake cultured marble tub
and shower in my master bath-I’m only going to recognize the way my husband
hung our favorite framed posters over the appropriate spots and how he was able
to secure grab bars for me in the water closet and tub surround.
Instead of hating the 24” slate-like tiles on the floor,
I’ve decided to focus on how they hide Pepper’s gray hair and litter sprays as
he’s walking out of his box in the walk-in closet.
Now that the kitchen has a beautiful glass and marble
backsplash, I will conveniently forget that black granite counter tops are in
continual need of cleaning and polishing every time I have to rinse any piece
of food or cooking appliance. After all,
the backsplash is not only gorgeous; it also makes needing to ever paint
anything but the ceiling of the space improbable.
No longer will you hear me say I miss my beautiful
hand-scraped hardwood floors throughout the house. Nope-from now on you will only hear me say
how the “wood-ish” look of my very sustainable bamboo in all but the 3 official
bedrooms gives the entire home a light and airy feeling that I’ve come to love.
I really do love my backyard-it’s so easy to care for that I
haven’t even missed my 15 rosebushes.
Gardener you say? Not the
Nadels-we won’t need anything but extra wood for the fire pit. Okay, I’m thinking we should probably look
into some “misters”, but we’ve got time.
And the front of the house-I just enjoyed the most beautiful
sunrise this morning at 7:30. Plus, the views
of the Sonoran desert right off my porch, how many of you are able to enjoy
something like that? Luckily, the stray
bull found its herd and wasn’t part of the landscaping-just the Saguaros and
My office is looking very official too. Real desks, not computer tables. Book cases and a comfy sofa. And we’ve decided on just the perfect spot
for the treadmill. Steve says he’ll
bring it in as soon as the “goose egg” on my knee disappears enough that I can
actually use the darned thing.
Our bedroom-the new furniture has been delivered and it is
perfect for the room. We do have to find
bigger lamps, because the old ones are looking mighty tiny on the new
nightstands. Aidan and Dylan love the
new furniture-but were quick to say “grandma, sorry about your new furniture. Did you see that it has a lot of tree skin
on it?” (reminder-these are the same two
who wanted me to know they were sorry about our brand new wood floors having
owies as well). “It’s called bark
boys. Grandpa and I paid extra for that.”
This week, we’re also counting our blessings on the fact
that we must be on the other side of this horrible virus that our little petri
dishes shared with us a couple of weeks ago-we’re only blowing our noses about
a dozen times a day and we’re down to only using the cough syrup at bedtime.
See? I’m counting my
blessings. One last “blessing”-I’m about
to enjoy my new car. Yes, right after
the dealership gets the “right” alternator for my husband’s car and he gives it
back to me.