Allowances....

I am allowed to get angry. I am allowed to rant and rave, scream at the top of my lungs and perhaps even throw a thing or two.
I am allowed to spend my anger until I finally find some quiet. In that quiet, I am allowed to pray to God and confess my sins and I am allowed to ask for and recieve forgiveness for those sins.
And then...I am allowed to forgive others and move forward, passing by those things which caused my anger, hoping for a brighter tomorrow and a tomorrow filled with peace and good tidings toward my fellow man and within my own heart.

So, what do you say about someone who gets angry at you because you've done all of the above and have moved past your anger?
Personally I think you wipe the dust of them off of your shoulders, walk away with your head held high and never, ever look back!

Dreams & my Realtor...

Seems pretty wild to most everyone but me...But it is something that I must stop and pnder...
Had my house listed with the realtor since the end of February 2010. I knew when I listed it that it was not going to be an easy sale because it's a single wide manufactured home. But in the two years since we've bought it, I've kicked my own ass (as well as my beloved husband's) cleaning up, fencing and doing a bit of remodeling to the interior. It doesn't hurt that I'm a bit of a neat freak, either. So when people walk in for the first time, their eyes get wide and the first thing they all say is, "WOW!"
I like that. I like that a lot!
But, I am only human and there are times when I let things go a little...clutter fills the table, the bar, and I might not sweep the entire house every day. Sometimes we're tired. Sometimes we're sick. A lot of times we're heading to and from our place in Dryden. And then something strange will happen...From out of no where, I'll suddenly get this strong feeling, "You need to get this house CLEAN and NOW!" And I'll work my butt off to get it spic and span clean...And then, I'll go to bed and during the night I'll have a dream about my realtor, or showing or selling this house. Those dreams won't always be perfectly clear, but I'll know they are about this house. And then, within a few hours after I awaken, I'll get a call from my realtor's office, "I've got someone that wants to see your house today."
Thus far, it's happened ONLY seven times...and the house has only been shown SEVEN times!
It happened again last night and then today, we had a sudden showing.
It's WILD, but I LOVE it!

Low thoughts...

Been looking around this life lately and all I'm seeing are weeds and overgrown fauna. So busy taking care of the minial things, contending with the unfair things, struggling to just keep my head above water and the garden has become overgrown, unkempt, and my reflection is an eyesore to myself.
Doing all I can, yet it either does not matter or does not make a difference in the grand scheme of things.
Some days I want to simply throw in the towel...and then I realize the towel is dirty and I do yet another damned load of laundry.
Other days I would just kind of like to check-out...not permanently, just long enough for some things to change without my being here in front row center to wait it impatiently out.
It's getting harder to get out of bed, though...
My feet used to hit the floor seconds after my eyes opened to the morning sun. But now, I'll lie there for an hour or more hoping that my awakening was part of a bad dream and if I close my eyes real hard and go back to sleep, I'll wake up later to a better day, a better life, a garden that has been set right.
But, it never happens...
At least not yet :~)