Midlife Musings

Reflections on life from 40-something

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Today was the first day that has felt “normal” since October. My husband seemed in his right mind. I went shopping and bought normal stuff: a kitchen canister, a silicone spatula, new bed pillows. I found my hair creme at Wal-Mart and now I don’t have to have Mama pick it up for me at Sally’s anymore. I bought some stuff for my girls’ Christmas next year at 75% off. Of course, I can’t show you much of that, since, you know, part of it’s for Christmas and I haven’t yet pulled out the extra pillowcases and shams for the pillows. So I will show you this instead:

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I should remind you that I have my bed on 8 inch risers. Do you reckon that after I add since I added 4 more fluffy bed pillows to that ensemble, we’d better get some safety equipment for in there? Bed rails, or nets or something?

That comforter and the decorator pillows came from my aunt and uncle when she redecorated. I took it because it’s king size, and I knew the dust ruffle would be long enough to go all the way to the floor over my queen set, even with the risers. And, I would no longer have to fight dh for the covers. I wasn’t sure the gold would suit me, but in truth I love it more every time I walk into my room. There are also matching curtains on the windows.

Finally, just for my own record keeping purposes, I was 155.4 this morning. No, I can’t just write that on a piece of paper somewhere. I have 7 kids at home, remember?

Edited yet again to add the better picture after we fixed up the bed ;) . Here’s the one that was up before:

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I'm Cass. I am a full-time mom to eight great children, a Christian and a blogger. I'm also a knitter, a reader and a movie watcher. And a collector of eclectic oddities.

For the first time in 18 and a half years, I have my own little corner again. Somewhere along the way, I seem to have lost myself, and now that I realize I'm missing, I'm on the look out for me. You maybe don't know what that means, but then again, maybe you do. Regardless, this is where I'll be when I'm not being a mother or a knitter. This is where I'll be just me. And if no one ever reads it, that's ok. I'll know it's here.


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