Can you really go home again?
Hey everybody. (All three of you). I hope you all had a wonderful weekend. Here in the south, we enjoyed some rather mild weather and it was marvellous not be sweating by the time I reached the car.
After church Sunday morning, I took the kids and headed back to my hometown.
Four years ago, I was diagnosed with RA (rheumatoid arthritis). And once you find a good doctor, you kind of hate to let them go. Anyway, the kids were out of school for planning day and I had a doctors appt. today, so we went and spent the night at my mom's house (who, by the way, has gone to see the foilage in the mountains. AND, she wouldn't even take me with her, can you believe her nerve?)
Anyway, nothing looked quite like it did the last time I was there. And I found myself just wishing I could sleep in my own bed. AND WOWSER, that's when I knew that I didn't consider that my home anymore. Oh, I visited my old neighbors and I still dearly love them all, but it's not the same. I'm not in their business 24-7 like we were when we lived there. Life has moved on without us. The world did not stop just because we left. And I thought I was irreplaceable. LOL.
I went by my old job and saw my old workmates (many of whom I consider my closest friends when we were there). I shouldn't have done it. I miss them even more now.
So, I have made a decision. I am not going to sit at home anymore and just be a farm wife. I am going into all three of my children's schools and I am going to be volunteering at least three days a week. I have got to get out of this house and stop feeling sorry for myself. Pull myself up by the bootstraps, etc.
The RA makes me not feel so good a lot of the time and all the medications that I have to take make me feel anywhere from sleepy to even more sleepy. But I have let myself go for long enough. So, I bought me some hair color. Fixed it right up. I wore makeup for the first time in almost four years on Sunday and I am gonna start this volunteering stuff. I need to enjoy my children's life as much as possible. And I'm starting right now.
(If I pass out from over stimulation at the elementary school tomorrow, I'll let you know).