Thursday, May 15, 2014

This just isn't my week.  Hubby is travelling, which is always hard, but it seems like everything is going wrong this week.  Tuesday night and yesterday Babygirl had explosive diarrhea and therefore her first sick day.  It was probably the most disgusting 24 hours of motherhood to date, and I felt terrible because she really felt terrible and still actually wanted to go to school.  (I have since disinfected the whole house including the washing machine.) Thankfully, she is much better now, but this threw of my schedule since I had planned to go grocery shopping while she was in school, and left us with almost no easy to make food in the house.

It is still raining and has gotten progressively cooler.  This evening I brought all of the plants we purchased last weekend into the garage.  There was not a frost warning at that point, but it just seemed *very* likely given the weather and I do not want to lose all of my new plants!  I was very tempted by the warm temperatures over the weekend to pot some of the climbing flowering plants to let them get started climbing, but now I am very grateful that I did not as it would have made them very difficult (if not impossible--I want to plant some to climb the gazebo!) to move and I possibly would have had to call my brother or someone else to come over and do the "heavy lifting"!  As it is I have left my potted bay leaf tree out because it is too heavy for me to move.  I think it should be fine--they do survive in climates where it gets below freezing, but I will make sure it is securely covered before I go to bed.  I have had the bay leaf tree for several years; it summers on the patio and I bring it in every winter.  I would hate to lose it after all this time.

Today we got the news that my Grandfather (who has not been doing well for a while now) likely only has days left to live.  While this is really difficult, he is more than ready and willing to exit this world.  I knew when I visited Florida in February that it was very likely the last time I would see him.  I am upset to lose him, but at the same time I have made peace with the news.  I am sure there will be more tears when he does pass, but for now I am trying to be positive that this is what he wants.  At my age with so much a head of me, it may seem strange to be at peace with someone wanting to leave this world, but his health has not been good recently, and he has expressed his wish to die and be at peace.  It makes me think of my great aunt who passed away several years ago at 101 years of age; just weeks before she passed away she told the priest "Pray for me, but not too hard."

My Mother (who just arrived in Wisconsin on Sunday) is on her way back down to Florida to get things in order and welcome the other family coming down.  My Father who was still finishing closing up the house in Florida had planned to be in Wisconsin this weekend; he won't be leaving when he thought.  My brother has agreed to drive down with Babygirl and I if Hubby has not returned from Germany by the time Grandpa passes.  Hubby is scheduled to be away through next week, and as much as I would love to have him here, I see no reason to call him back early at this point.  If Hubby returns before Grandpa passes I still may drive down with my brother and have Hubby fly down so as not to miss work.  Hubby and I always fly down when we visit, but to be honest I rather enjoy driving down; it is how Mom and I always used to go down when we visited my Grandparents.

So many dilemmas when things like this happen.  I have to keep reminding myself to stay positive: really I am very blessed, and in the grand scheme of things most of my problems and dilemmas are really very small, and I really am grateful for all the positive things in my life.  Besides, if we were never unhappy, how would we know when we were happy?

Top: Gap; Sweater: Cynthia Rowley; Necklace: my own; Jeans: Lucky; Belt: Calvin Klein; Boots: Ugg