Taco Tuesday

If you follow my Facebook page, you've probably already seen this, but I thought it was funny.

I bought the adjustable base for my bed.  I opted for the one that raises you head and feet.  I left the remote on the bed last night, and somewhere before sunrise, Bucket rolled over on the remote, which started folding me up into the mattress like the meat in a taco.

Why not?  It's Tuesday.

I took a picture yesterday of a little trinket I bought someone at Hobby Lobby.  It was the oddest thing, but a perfect gift for a person I know.  It seems that we'd both lost a dog in the same week.  I sent said picture to the person I intended it to go to via Messenger.  Messenger thought other people needed to see it too  I only found that out because another friend asked me to explain it.

So, I had to fix that.

I could explain it but it's one of those thing that just seems to happen to me.

Hobby Lobby is like my new favorite store.  I found a lot of cool things there.  I went for popcorn bags.  I came back with fish closet door pulls.  And the thing I mentioned above.  And a metal framed sign with Heddon fishing lures painted on it.

I'm done decorating my bedroom, I think.  I'm very happy with the way it turned out and I'm much happier with it than I was with the blue.  This is more me.

At this point, actually, it's all me.

It sucks, but we're slowly getting used to an empty house.  I miss Katie.  I'm amazed though at the number of pictures I have of her.  Another new "thing' of mine is to have photos printed at Walmart and frame them.  I'm disappointed at the lack of photos of friends and loved ones in my house.  That's kinda sad.  I'm working on fixing it.

I say empty for a couple of reasons.  First off, there's no noise.  Katie was a loud dog.  She snored.  She panted.  She even breathed heavy.  The house is devoid of noise.  Second off, it's  also devoid of anybody begging for food.  I miss that.  I miss her barking at me for her share of my dinner, lunch, snack, or what have you.  Buck looks at you with anticipation.  He doesn't beg.

He's sad.  I'm sad for him.

Rain is in the forecast.  We need it and I'm ready for it.

You can always tell when I write stuff like this, there's so much going on in my life I can't really share on the blog.  One of these days, I hope to share a really great sad story.  Just not today.

I find these days that I'm not as wound up about stuff as I used to be, though.  I seem to just be taking it in stride.  God has really been helping me take out the trash of old memories that don't serve me, and past experiences I have no desire to replicate going forward in my life.  I've been trying to let those lessons sink in.

I've also purposely been more social lately.  I make myself.  I had lunch with a group of people I really don't know on Sunday.  It was a good time.  I'm glad I went.  I had a chance to socialize with a person from my church I didn't know very well.  We know each other better now.  After being folded up this morning, I got up and had coffee with the men from church.  I do that on Tuesdays when I'm on nights, and tomorrow I get to see my friends at the Rescue Mission for breakfast and Bible study.

I miss that fellowship.  I feel like one of them because I know what it's like to break your life.

The sound of thunder reminds me I need to take some stuff out of the car and roll up the truck windows, so I better move on to the chores of the day. 

Thanks as always for reading the blog!