Life in Aylmer Quebec

That is the song that just popped into my head, as I was sitting on my couch, trying to organize my thoughts for this post. No idea why, but it did. I know there was something in there earlier (my head, that is) but it’s gone now and Stevie Wonder sang instead. Go figure. Maybe that’s how I feel about this blog. Every once in a while, I have to pop in and say boo, but can’t/won’t/don’t do it as often as I used to. Other things seem to take up so much of my time and energy these days. Or maybe I’m just running out of steam, and I’m slowly grinding to a halt. Not sure.

So for tonight, I’m going to steal from Letterman, and just do a top ten.

1. After about 2o minutes, finally got through the ridiculous City of Gatineau’s phone sign up system, and managed to get both my girls signed up for swimming lessons this spring.

2. Desperately need help decluttering, organinzing, packing shit for storage, and just general house stuff so we can put the damn house on the market. (Any volunteers?)

3. Meg loves her flute and her lessons. Score!! (pun intended)

4. My house with the barn is back on the market, and I really want it. (see # 2)

5. I think I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. Or complete paralysis of the ass syndrome. I spend a ridiculous amount of time not doing things I should be doing at home.

6. My Chronic Fatigue seems to go away when I am at the barn. Perhaps it is an air quality issue inside my home? Yeah, that’s it. I’m going with that one. Explains the still unpainted bathroom, and half painted hallway.

7. I am madly in love. Wait for it. This is the best part. I am madly in love with my husband. Not just love or whatever. But madly. We’ve had our issues and shit over the years, even times when we’ve come close to splitting up. But this great guy (most of the time) throughout everything, has always, always had my back. I’d be so lost without him.

8. I did not win the lottery this Saturday. Damn it!!!

9. Did I mention that my pony dumped me on Friday? Yep. I christened the remaining snow after a glorious bucking/rearing episode in the field behind the barn. But I am no longer a virgin. I have fallen. No longer terrified of getting bucked off, now I can get on to the serious business of training this damn horse. (course I still love him too!)

10. In a month, I will be turning 40. How the hell did that happen? Last time I checked, I still felt about 24.  Or so. Maybe 29 at the most. Time is starting to go even faster, now that I’m starting to run out of it. Please slow down and let me linger a little longer.