Gutters and leaves..@#%%*!

Well, I did not get to clean my gutters before the rain began this Friday morning.  Am I ticked off about not being able to clean my gutters?  Yeah, but that isn’t the whole story.  I’m really ticked because my plans had to change (yet again).  I don’t like spontaneity or as I like to call it – “flying by the seat of your pants.”  I like plans, schedules and to do lists.  I know all of you philosophers out there say the only thing that is consistent is change.  In reality, for me at least, it isn’t the change that bothers me so much as having downtime when I feel that I should be working.  I am not good at being still.  We all know that when we have to be still and quiet that a lot of us do not know how to enjoy the “being present in the moment.”  I will enjoy the downtime today and just accept whatever comes my way.  At least I don’t Have to climb a ladder in the rain today.

Things are changing…..

The two oldest kids are home from college for a few days.  It is nice to have them home and see how much they are changing.  They are different in many ways, but, alike in some.  Both are boys and one is 21 and the other is 18. The green-eyed jealousy monster still rears its ugly head and I guess it always will.  The only reason for jealousy is in their own heads.  Isn’t that the way we all can be at times?  It is our perception of things that determines our feelings and the ways that we act and not necessarily the facts.  I have enjoyed their company yesterday at dinner and this morning as we ate breakfast and watched a movie.  Yes, together and in the same room.  I like that they still feel comfortable at home and that they still enjoy family times.  I also like the way they are growing and maturing.  Becoming more self-sufficient and self-assured in their decisions.  The 15 year old is glad they are home (for awhile) and even he went to dinner with the family and then went to the fall festival concerts (the girlfriend called him as I was dropping him off).  I don’t know how many “extra kids” we will have at Thanksgiving and it doesn’t matter.  My mom never knew how many would be at our Thanksgivings either when I was in college.