I am pushing total meltdown mode so forgive me for not blogging much. First I have sort of a big decision I want to share, I am looking at finally finishing my degree. I have contacted the University of Texas system to find out the easiest way to do this. I obviously am not moving back to Austin to finish there but I would like to finish with one of their schools.
Okay so that, work is crazy, and I am old, worn out, and almost married a year. I can't believe it either.
Anyway, so a few days ago...a week ago my friend Military Wife and Pug Life sent me a challenge to reveal 7 things you may not know about me. I thought there is no way there are 7 things left but I'm going to try. I am putting my spin on it, because that's how I roll.
These are 7 things I never, ever did and probably would never have done without my husband. (Nothing nasty people...come on now!) In other words, the 7 ways my husband changed my life. There are more, but these are the obvious ones.
I would never have shot a gun without the hubs. I shot once when I was a kid and walked away, totally afraid of the power. It still scares me but now I shoot and like it.
I fished when I was a kid and hated it. Now I find it therapeutic. Being on the water is amazing and I truly enjoy our time together.
No I haven't shot anything and I may never shoot anything but I understand so much more not only the value of responsible hunting but the reasons why hunters respect the land, environment and nature way more than the average Joe. They feed the animals all year, not just during hunting season and without them, there would be a lot of starving animals on earth. More than that, they respect the animal and give thanks for it. They are careful in their kill and they are providing renewal.
I never grew my own veggies before my husband. Now we have onions, tomatoes, beets, cucumbers, squash, zucchini and a lot of herbs to make me smile. There is something about growing your own that just makes it better.
Let me start off by saying I prefer hot and cold running water and a flush toilet any day but sleeping outside, under the stars, the way people use to, is amazing. Yes, it can be hot or cold. Yes, it can be full of bugs. No, it isn't as comfortable as my bed. Still, there is a peace sitting around a camp fire and eating a hot dog.
It isn't that my love for the great game has diminished it is simply that my life has become so much more full and being so full, I don't lean on baseball to fill my emptiness the way I use to. Now, I watch when and I can and cheer always but I don't live and die by the game. It's balance. There is nothing wrong with loving your team or the sport but there is something wrong with falling into a depression when November comes and there is no baseball. Now, I am looking forward to Thanksgiving with my husband and kid and camping and roasting marshmallows.
It isn't that my husband has any special religious affiliation, he does not, but what he has is a faith in God through his love and respect of nature. It is amazing the joy he has shown me in the simple things like watching a hummingbird or trying to get a mockingbird to copy your call. Every night we spend time outside, even though he spends his days working outside in the Texas heat. Every night we enjoy the simple things like watching our chickens chest bump each other and run around the backyard eating bugs. The man has a love of all living creatures, even the spiders and ants that our chickens eat, and a true faith that God gave us domain over all creatures on Earth. He respects every living thing in a way that is unique and loving.
Okay, those are the 7 things that have changed about me thanks to the man. There are more, of course.