It's hazy and breezy and hopefully we'll have a thunderstorm.
I'm in a strange place today. I'm really missing my auntie. I wish I could phone her and talk about things. The little things that I'm so afraid I'm going to forget because she isn't around to talk about them with me.
Our littlest is turning 4 tomorrow. Oh how I wish my dad, auntie and my uncle were still around so they can see what a wonderful family I have!
I'm feeling cautiously optimistic today regarding an important meeting tomorrow, as well regarding a job I really want. I am totally qualified for it but I need to wait until the next hiring round. I'm hoping it will be this month.
I have been keeping very busy decluttering our home of all the things our girls have outgrown, as well as all the things we need no longer need. It is a monstrous job but I'm doing it in little bites so I don't burn out, or worse, get so skeeved I toss everything in the trash. It's funny how for the longest time I thought I was going to keep all the baby clothes and that I thought I would want to keep the strollers and other baby paraphernalia in case... in case of what? I don't have any siblings so it's not like I can hand them down to my nieces or nephews. Besides, it appears that people aren't as open to such gifts like they used to be or like I was raised.
It appears to be all about whose kids have the most stuff. Stuff. My kids have lots of toys although perhaps nowhere near what their peers have, and they still only play with certain favourites. They play with the same toys all the time cleverly reinventing how they play with them. Stuff.
Feed the hole.