I just got back to my house after having to have left because of a last minute request for a house showing. I was standing in my kitchen in my PJ's when my realtor called and informed me that someone wants to look at the house in 15 minutes. Owen was asleep soundly in his is crib--so I had to wake up the poor child and throw some clothes on him, as he too was not yet dressed for the day. Keyton has the stomach flu so he reluctantly made his way to our vehicle. We basically made a mad dash for the door after throwing some clothes on and quickly picking up. We literally got into our van, drove down the street watched the people walk into our home, and by the time we turned around they were already gone. Jeesh. At least take a look. I am beginning to take offense to these people who are snubbing our home. We have another showing today at 3:00 and than tomorrow we have an open house and another showing in the afternoon. Hopefully, somebody--ANYBODY will show a tiny amount of interest in this house.
After getting back home I decided to take a walk through the house to see how long it took me since everyone seems to be in and out of the house in a minute flat. It took me two minutes. Which surprised me, but it did make feel a little better.
Some exciting news for me is that I finally booked a plane ticket to go visit my dear friend Amber in Washington D.C. I will be going there at the end of July and I couldn't be more happy about this trip. We are going to a Dave Mathew's Band concert while I am there. I have always wanted to experience one of Dave's concerts. I think I will dress up like a hippie. Amber said she would dress up like one too. I haven't been away from my kids for so long. I told Amber not to be surprised if I sleep in every day and then take an afternoon nap. This trip comes shortly after my 10 year high school reunion.
I have to admit, I am some what anxious for my reunion. People close enough to me know that I quit drinking...and I remind them of this fact often. You see--drinking to me is unnecessary. While it is fun (too fun) the risks (in my opinion) out weigh the benefits. It's been 3 and half years since I last drank. My liver thanks me big time. While I had a blast drinking--I also would wake up feeling extremely foolish. I never had been able to drink one drink and stop and go home. Once I started its like someone kept putting quarters in me and I could go ALL night, not even exaggerating in the slightest. Then the next day the hang overs I had were awful...worse then most other peoples. I wish I could enjoy an adult beverage, especially in the summer-- I could if I wanted too I guess, but I made the choice to not. I must say I enjoy going out and hanging out with my friends just as much as I used too. I just don't wake up with a massive hangover, I don't say anything I should not have said, and I don't dance on the bar tables. Thank God. I have watched so many foolish fights and strange behavior since I quit that it really is entertainment. I sometimes do feel left out when I go to a bar where my friends are and I am left sitting at the table because a popular song starts to Blair and everyone screams, "I LOVE THIS SONG!" and then they run off like crazy lunatics. I just can't bring myself to dance. This is the main reason I am not as excited for the reunion as I wish. I have been happy with my decision to stop and I have found that many people close to me also respect my choice to not partake. The reunion might not be as wild and crazy as it would have been had I not stopped, but I think I will enjoy and REMEMBER it more.
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