June 21, 2005

Well...
The house is being shown more and more. Our realtor brought in his whole office today! Several of the ladies commented on the fact that just looking at the pool made them want to dive in...of course, its 95 degrees out today, too!Flint continues to fear poop whenever the strangers ring the doorbell and come in. He doesn't do it when we have guests, he is making a distinction between strangers and guests, even when they are guests he doesn't know (but that we know). I guess we put off "guest" pheromones as opposed to "stranger" pheromones or something. I opened a "house" savings account. We will try to increase the savings now that we have tangible evidence to go on . I heard something today at the bank. A man walked in and went up to one of the tellers, obviously one he knows well. He asked how she was. She replied "I am blessed, how about you?" She said it so naturally, so perky-like, so sincerely. I sat there and thought about it - about how asking someone how they are...what kind of answers you generally get - complaints, dry humor, whining, even. But perhaps we should be saying "I am blessed," too. I mean think on it. Maybe we don't have the best life, but we certainly don't have the worst life. We're blessed by what we do have - whether its something in our hearts or physically in our lives. We have a multitude of things in our lives that bring joy, yet we tend to focus on the things that make us unhappy or sad, or angry. I have a terrific husband and life-partner, two great kids, dogs I adore, a fabulous best friend, non-nagging parents, a bunch of quirky siblings and family who enrich my life. How am I today? I am blessed. Yes, I think I am.