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Wednesday the center of our week, with the other days balanced on both ends.
Fall Equinox with the sun and the moon balanced on both sides.
Probably the only day, besides it's opposite in the Spring that brings me any kind of emotional attachment to a particular date. You know, when I actually can think and do think....now there's a balancing act for you huh?
I know you're out there in bloglandia thinking where the beep is she going with this one, right? Well, just so I don't disappoint or annoy you more, I'll explain. There was a priest, a minister and a rabbi.....not that's not it.
Through careful and totally unscientific research in Casa de Cuckoo, we have discovered that certain days hold clarity for certain members of the household. Nah, has nothing to do with the alignment of our stars or the pull of the tides, just that each of us has our "comfort day". One in which we feel the best. Shelley loves Monday, day off, we have time together, yay. The kids like Wednesday, get out of school early, play in the yard until dark, yay. SM has to pick a day cuz his day off changes every week, Boo. My day is usually Tuesday because it's Marlene Dietrich day......"I want to be alone." Yay
And somebody's been screwing with my day. I'm not naming names but his initials are Sweet Man.
For the last million years, he has been available and underfoot. One good, one not so much. But I knew he was safe and I knew he would be home to sleep next to me at night. Okay so that's sounds selfish and it is. So there. His new job is taking my brain and straining it through a sieve and yes I am grateful that we have a paycheck. He doesn't leave the house until 1:15pm and doesn't get home until after 1 am. So I am trying to spend time with him when I should be doing "things" around the house. I am doing "things" around the house when the kids get home and that's not the easiest road to drive. And I am going to bed alone and being able to sleep.....I know....boo hoo so sad get over it and down the road. But honestly, I've hiked my BG panties up so much lately that I am not sure how to walk anymore. Chapped hiney takes on whole new meaning.
Oh yeah, back to thinking. After all, that was the topic du jour. So I have looked forward to Fall Equinox every year of my life because I love balance. I am one of those symmetrical kinda gals....not asymmetrical......bugs me. And my life is a little less than symmetrical in so many different ways and then it hits me. And yes I do mean a thought!!!!!!! I do have balance. I do have harmony. I do have the ability to live through this insanity. I can bitch and moan to ya'll and feel better and get on down the road big time.
Hey touchdown on the balance stuff...now I gotta go do the "things" before the grands get home so...............
HAPPY FALL EQUINOX.