I was laughing to myself as I sent Royce and my Mom and text earlier today saying I was freezing, the house is cold, so there I was with my snow pants on standing in front of the oven with the door open and the heat set to a comfortable 425. The heat from the oven was causing the overhead vent to drop water on my head and it made me giggle.
Our second car is on it's last leg, it smokes and burns something (who knows what) as I drive it down the road. This is the car that Royce smashed into our neighbor's car a year ago so the front end of it is smashed and held together with hood pins. We're buying another one soon and that's fine. I'm not excited about that or bewildered.
The girls are half naked running through the house in their underwear, happy as they have ever been, playing. They don't mind a cold house. They just move and warm right up.
The funny this is....I'm extremely content. More so than I have been in a very long time. I don't want to be anywhere else. I like our life. It works for us. We have very few worries.
I'm not a Pollyanna who is always looking at the bright side of things. It's just, there is only a bright side to where we're at and I'm thankful for all of it.