Cowgirl_Mom

Happy Anniversary

Boy, howdy, what a test home ownership can be!

A couple of weeks ago, our A/C unit went out and required
3 service calls within 5 days before we let our repair guy
go and my husband turned a $450 call into a $97.30
repair. By this time we had already spent over four
hundred dollars on repairs and have another four hundred
to go.
Then, Saturday night, I'm cooking dinner, and our stove
goes on the fritz. This is not something that we can do
without, and we have had this stove (it came with our
home) for almost 4 and a half years. So, Sunday, on our
first wedding anniversary, we went to town and bought a
new stove. Happy anniversary to us!

Things didn't stay on an upswing. My mission camp began
yesterday. I went in at 4:30 yesterday afternoon and came
home just after 10 last night. Needless to say, hubby was
NOT pleased. I guess I will have to figure out how to
split my way between here and there today. This is
extremely hard in that I still want a connection to these
youth, adults, and other participants in the camp.
Things are a little rocky there for those in charge. The
Program Director is passing a kidney stone, and one of the
color group leaders (there are 2) is not coming until
Tuesday or Wednesday. Needless to say, the co-directors
are a little bit stressed.
I, however, after a bit of a tough start (not feeling a
part of things, of a group in general), felt so in my
element when I came home last night. I felt like I was
flying home last night, like my feet didn't even hit the
ground. I had found my happiness, I was back with the
youth again, and I was helping people at the same time.
It felt so good!
But, hubby was pissed (probably over having to fix dinner
and care for the boys on his own last night), and had no
one to share the joy with. So, my true test would be that
I can somehow juggle home duties with the camp duties at
the same time. I wish that I could get a free pass from
home just for this one week, so that I could focus on this
camp, but that is never going to happen. So there will be
late nights, early mornings for me, and just hope for
sanity and survival.