Living Life in a Fish Bowl!

Gloria’s take on life.

48 hours

I don’t know if it is that life seems to be flying at warp speed or hormones are all over the place (thank you perimenopause) or that some how I have shrunk the margins in my life but I am finding myself tired a lot lately.

Margins are necessary spaces  that give me room to breathe.  Just as margins and spaces are needed when writing a letter, margins are needed in life.  It is allowing myself some wiggle room.  Recognizing necessary boundaries is another way to look at it.  What it isn’t is filling up my days with so much activity that exhaustion is a  common result.

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I want to live life to the fullest.  Yet in life if I am not careful I  meet myself  coming and going.   My  to-do list can stretch on endlessly.   The demands of the job, others, or demands I put on myself can be mentally exhausting, not to mention unhealthy.   Even fun activities require energy.

My wonderfully smart husband decided that it was time to slow things down and take some time off.   We cleared our schedule and took some much-needed time off for rest.

48 hours to be exact.   After work on Thursday we drove out to the campsite.  Nothing on the agenda for the next 2 days except rest and relaxation.

Going from full speed ahead to coming to a halt was a bit difficult for me.  Then add to it that we were the only camper in the whole park.  Yes, that was just a bit creepy for me.  Not to mention that  it was rainy and cold.    However, Curt put on a movie.  (Yes, we were roughing it.)  The campers heater finally kicked in  and some how I made it til morning.  Everything looks better in the morning.

We have this great deal, my husband and I.

Camping has not always been a good experience for me.  In fact some of the worst times of my life have been while camping.   So, the arrangement we have is that if I will go camping with him then he will be my knight in shining armor and I am queen of the camper/tent.  This particular trip I was mentally exhausted and he was indeed my knight in shining armor.

In addition to watching a couple of movies, I read an entire Louis L’Amour book and did some studying on rest and the importance of proper margins/boundaries in my life.

Chris and Galina came out for supper Friday night.

We played UNO and Galina was on a winning streak.

While Curtis on the other hand liked to collect cards.

As you may notice we don’t sit next to our mate.  The reason for this is that the men in my family like to play cut throat and it is just better for the spouses to not be on the receiving end of that.

Finally Curt did win a game.

What Curtis really  excelled  at Friday night was pie making.

Or was it pie swording?

Um that isn’t a sword, but I did feel like I needed to grab the other one for defensive maneuvers.    Boys will be boys!

On Saturday it was nice enough to sit outside.

Returning to the Merry-go-round of life it is now  up to me.  Will I allow myself to return to  charging full speed ahead or will I install some margins back into my day?  I do believe that God gave us an example to follow when it comes to resting.  Genesis 2:2 “By the seventh day God had finished the work He had been doing; so on the seventh day He rested from all His work.”    Taking time to rest is important to over all health both mentally and physically.

48 hours  – yes sometimes you just need to clear your schedule and get away!

til next time

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October 21, 2012 Posted by | just thinking about stuff, perimenopause | , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

camping

It was a beautiful weekend to go camping.  The weather was picture perfect.

The two-year hunt for a camper that fit our requirements was well worth the wait.  The fact that it has even more than we wanted is just another sign of how great our God is.

We have a wonderful arrangement when we go camping.  I am queen of the camper.   Curt loves everything about camping, where I am not a fan of some of it.   Camping can be a lot of work but not if you are queen.

He spoils me and I am ok with that.  🙂

However, he doesn’t let me win when it comes to games.  At least I made some points in ladder ball.

Curt loves to canoe or take any boat out on the water.  I, on the other hand, love to sit on the shore and read a book.

I have an irrational fear of boats.  There is a reason why I sit on the shore, take pictures, read a book and have a wonderful time.   Empty nesting, however,  means the boys weren’t with to go do all those ‘guy’ things with their dad.

So I decided to give it another try.  Some friends decided to go with us.  They were having a grand ol’ time.

I was trying to remember to breathe and not to scream or move especially when our friends managed to get hung up on a sand dune.  Leaving them stranded wasn’t an option, well not a good one anyway.  LOL

Yes, I am wearing my life jacket.  I can swim and the water wasn’t deep but none of that matters with irrational fear.  I wasn’t taking any unnecessary risks.

Here is our campsite.  It was truly beautiful floating along the backwaters.  Maybe next time I will be able to enjoy it a little.  For now I am just grateful that I looked my irrational fear in the face and won a small victory.   Thank you God and thank you Curt for being someone I can trust to help me with my fears.

til next time

October 8, 2011 Posted by | just thinking about stuff | , , , , , | 2 Comments

just another day

What do all of these things have in common?

Venom spewed from an angry man while working the front desk at work  (Yet another reason why I like working in my office in the basement)  :{

Rushing, rushing, rushing :{

Pontoon ride with friends :}

Beautiful sunset :}

Camping at my favorite spot  :}

Tired, so tired  :{

Trip to the ER  – all is well  (sorta)  :{

Back to the camper – too tired for a campfire :{

Bathroom floor soggy :{

Crawl space sleeping :{

The sound of a gentle rain on the camper roof  :}

The sound of dripping  :{

The sound of  a dripping ‘duet’ :{

Uh oh a trio is starting to ‘sing’  :{

Not to be left out, the 4th drip joins in making it a ‘quartet’  :{

Gas has leaked out of the tank – no breakfast indoors :{

Downpour  outside – no campfire breakfast :{

The common thread is that it all happened in less than a day. 

Some days there are just more :{ than there are :}

I guess I love the idea of camping.  Home away from home with a peaceful stream outside my door.  Away from the mountain of things needing my attention.  I was really looking for a diversion from the latest news about mom.  A couple days sitting by the water with my honey, my fishing pole, a good book, and nothing on the agenda — yes that sounded wonderful.

However, things don’t always go as planned.

Did you know that water can bounce over eight inches up in the air and travel a good foot?  I didn’t, but I know it can now.    I couldn’t find a container deep enough to keep the drips from splattering.

We’re done.  So we pack up early and head for home.  :{ 

This was not the plan we had for this RV.  It was meant to be a blessing.  The lady who bought it was told it needed a tune up, tires, and a battery.    That is the problem that comes with repairing things.   You spend the money to fix what you think is the problem.  This then reveals another problem and so forth.   At what point do you say enough?  The more money you invest the more you don’t want to quit and eat your losses. 

I am following Curt home when I see tire tread go flying through the air.  Sure enough the right front tire tread has ripped clean off.  Yet, there is still air in the tire.  We are 3 -5 miles from home.  Do we call the tow truck?  Do we try to drive it home?  Neither one of us wants to wait for the tow truck.  It’s been a gruelling day.  We are going to try it.  We do manage to get the RV back home.  :}

I have now got Curt talked into getting a fire pit for the backyard.  That will be my home away from home.  Sure there isn’t any peaceful river flowing nearby but …….

til next time

September 26, 2009 Posted by | just thinking about stuff | , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

should camping be endured or enjoyed?

Camping – endured or enjoyed?

Last year I barely endured camping.  It was one thing after another – nothing would go right.  I really did try to keep it all under control but camping kind of left me wide open.  I won’t go into all the details but just leave it at ‘it wasn’t fun’. 

camping 050This year we were given an RV.  It  needed more work than we expected.  That part has been interesting. 

I love the fact that it doesn’t require a huge amount of set up or tear down.  I’m not crazy about the fact that it still has running issues.  Ah, but I do like the fact that I can walk in it whenever I want.  I love the lay out but I am not crazy about the itty bitty space above my head when I am sleeping.  The cushions are a light tan not the 70’s  orange brown pattern that was common then.  This is a huge plus!  All in all there are more pros than cons.

It was right up to the wire as to whether or not this RV would be up and running for the ranger family camping trip.  I had told Curt that I was not going to clean it until I knew it was running.  Probably not the smartest move I have made.  Since last week I was up late nights getting the inside ready.  (Thank the Lord for Sue who stopped by and helped out.)

Our annual royal ranger family camp was bigger this year than ever.  camping 048  camping 022  camping 023

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We had six sites, with three of them having an added tent to their site.

True to history, it rained buckets one morning.  I do like the sound of rain.  I also liked the fact that I was up off the ground. LOL 

camping – endured or enjoyed?  It is much better when it is enjoyed.

til next time

July 12, 2009 Posted by | just thinking about stuff, relationships | , , , , , , , , , , | 3 Comments

r v having fun yet?

r v having fun yet?  This was the line sent with a picture of our RV being towed with Brent’s van.   Curt had just picked it up from the shop.  I wish that I could get the picture to download from my phone.    It is somewhere in cyber space.

 Last night, for the first time, Curt drove the RV around the loop and didn’t find himself and Brent stranded.  They wanted Sue and I to go with them.  Brent was confident that there would be no problem. 

We had heard that line before – actually many times.  My favorite story so far – is when the three of them (Curt, Brent, and Brian) thought that they had fixed the problems and were going to take it on another test run.  I should mention here that every previous run had ended in being towed or stranded for a bit. 

Sure enough, I get a call from Curt -the RV has stalled.  The problem?  They were all three in it and no one had thought to follow in a dependable car.  When I asked why no one followed in the car??  The response given was that they all wanted to ride in the RV.  Hmmm, just like a kid?  We still laugh about that.  Ok so maybe I still laugh about that. 

This time Sue and I follow in the car.  This time there is no problem.  This time we celebrated with ice cream.

r v having fun yet?  One thing I can say for sure about this RV is that it now has a long history and we haven’t even taken it camping yet.

til next time

July 8, 2009 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | 2 Comments