Last week felt pretty poopy*.
But this one has better vibes and a lighter schedule.
I stayed as busy as I could and enjoyed a quiet, cool house (with no Pandora), my scented candle, and minimal cooking.
I don't want to be one of those people who feel like they need to ritual mourn every deathiversary. And I am tired of referring to myself as a widow. Just my Hot Take on it all: it has gotten very old. And keeps me stuck in a place I never wanted to go to.
Instead, I want to take back my summer. Its my time to get some yard work and odd jobs done. (Mr. Lawn Mower Maintenance Guy is coming this week) I want to sit on my deck. Get some sun. Read more books. Take myself out to lunch.
Finish up this photo album project which, as I have written before, is harder than I thought it would be. That's OK, I will take it in small bites until it is done. Then I will spread a puzzle out over this table, and put those albums in the bookcase.
That collage wall is taking me ages to complete, too. I don't have the same Energizer Bunny mojo I used to have. July has sucked the life out of me for the last time.
When I get to feeling this way, I tackle some cleaning and organization. So, goodbye scrubs that don't fit and flip flops that are falling apart and holey socks. I'm going to end July on a high note. And next year, it will start on one, too.
Gina
*Thursday 7/23 was 5 years to the day I lost Mark.


































