By Teraesa Bruce
I’m so excited we were able to purchase our airline tickets to go to San Diego for Jacobs’s graduation. I honestly didn’t think it would happen, but it is. Speaking of Jacob, he is doing well, with no more accidents or illnesses to report. He was made squad leader, and that’s a pretty important job, I guess. He said he hopes he doesn’t get fired. They also got their names sewn on their uniforms, and he said they are all looking pretty sexy. LOL! I miss that kid and his sense of humor.
Lately, the world feels like it is tumbling in on me. We’ve all been there, I know. The house is a mess, the lawn is unkempt, and the laundry is piling up. All the stress and the weight of the world on your shoulders is just too much and you want to give up. Thankfully we don’t. We get up and move on.
I have been working slowly to scrape and paint the Money Pit. I hate exterior painting because it’s a long, monotonous process. I dream at night of vinyl siding. I spend a lot of time wondering what the heck I was thinking purchasing a two-story home, I’m afraid of heights and I am the one who’s got to get up there and paint! Not to mention the fact I’m not getting any younger, and the bedrooms are upstairs and there is a lot of house to clean.
To add to my house worries, I am running for mayor. What decent mayor has a disaster for a house? All the political types I know have pretty houses with pretty manicured lawns. The reason I am running, well, no one had signed up to do it, so I did. Then Arlan did, and I was already on the ballot, so here we are. If elected, I plan to do the best I can. I don’t make promises I can’t keep, but I can say I will work just as hard at being mayor as I do at the pool or on my Money Pit.
A dear friend, Cheryl Bonin, lost her husband and best friend Tuesday. Please keep her in your prayers. Hold those you love close, and tell them you love them often. Tomorrow is not promised, X’s & O’s.
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