Life

In between

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There are days when you feel like you are so in between and you can’t decide on which way to go. That goes to say with anything, love, relationships, major life decisions, etc. How do you decided on what path to take? My theory on that is let it play out by it self and let time work for you. Everything needs time. When the decision arises stop and breathe then let the dust settle and see where it all falls. That does not happen instantaneously. It takes time.

I let time work for me so I don’t have to do all the contemplating on what to do. When I do that sometimes the answer for my decision pops up right in front of my face for me.

Let go of the inevitable and breathe. In due time the answer will come to you too.

Time to catch up

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Oh where do I begin and who wants to listen?

We took the boys to Dover Delaware for a Nascar Race. Our very first one but not for Mike. He has been a zillion times before. We had a blast. What an experience. Many people think that Nascar is for red necks, etc., but it’s for people of all different kinds. It isn’t cheap either! Just hearing those engines roar is something that can’t even be described and watching it on television does it no justice. A good way to look at Nascar in general is that those 43 drivers out there are the best 43 drivers in the whole world. What a way to look at it right? I never put it into perspective that way.

The following weekend Mike and I, and a few of his friends went to Lake George for Americade. That was something else that I never experienced before. Again, all walks of life there as well. No violence or anything crazy happening there. Which was good because I was a little apprehensive about even going. I didn’t know what to expect.

I have to say that in the past 8 to 10 months even though Mike and I have had our ups and downs, both the boys and I have been exposed to a lot of neat things since I’ve started going with him. We have shared a lot of good times but I’m nervous and conflicted. We all don’t always get along. Mike and I have the same parenting ideas but of course we are both going to protect our offspring. I know my boys aren’t perfect and he knows his daughter isn’t perfect either but there is that friction there. I can’t explain and I don’t know how to handle it.

I guess I’ll Google my way through this issue lol. Ugh. Why does life have to be so difficult at times?
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This too shall pass….

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Whatever is meant to be will be. It always has been that way and it always will. That phrase has been popping up in my face all day. That right there is telling me to go with the flow. I can’t change whatever life has in store for me.

I’m just feeling a little lost right now. My life was going pretty much the way I had always hoped it would and then all of a sudden it changed just like that. One little comment, argument, then it turned into a fight. A fight with no words. This is making me feel so empty and tired. I hate the unknown. I refuse to give in but I hate the waiting. What is next??

I’ll tell ya what’s next…. I’m going to shake this off. Two days wasted of feeling like this is two too many. I’m done. The boys have a game tonight. Life is good and we are going to Dover this weekend for a Nascar race. Who am I to complain. Life could be a hell of a lot worse.

So close but feels like a different state

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I’m helping out a friend of mine in a neighboring town who needed someone to cover his store for the week so I said sure why not. I always like a change of scenery but not on a permanent basis. It’s a quaint little city with a lot of different personalities. There are mom and pop stores that are trying to make a go of their business but like everyone else it is a struggle. I hate seeing people struggle.

Tonight my friend is having a wine tasting event in hopes of bringing in new customers. The whole city itself is trying to turn things around and I hope it does.

It seems like the city(in some parts)is flourishing but in other parts it is like the last of a dying breed. It saddens me.

The florist next door is playing classical music outside, the streets are lined with beautiful flowers, and the canal is sparkling with boats passing by. The bakery adjacent to the florist has such an aroma coming from it that it’s making my mouth water.

I guess my point of this blog is give the small guys a shot. Buy local and save the dying breed.