July has magically become August.
Now how did THAT happen?
Never mind. It’s known that time waits for no man or woman.
As I close out July, and embrace August, I can’t but think about how effective my new positive attitude is in my life. I like thinking of everyday as a new adventure no matter how messy it turns out. Looking over the last month, I’m not happy that I had to confiscate my daughter’s cell phone but I felt empowered to make this decision despite the withering looks I received.
My habit of walking to and from work keeps me in tune with the neighborhood, and I have learned that I’m not crazy about Upper Darby Hills.
This past month also saw me renew my desire to knit, read for both pleasure and learning, and tolerating my mother more.
The Teen will probably have a relationship like I do with Queenie. I know she loves me and I love her madly. But we do have a tendency to work each other’s nerves. That’s Queenie. I love my mom dearly. The last time she was sick, I broke about six laws racing to her house. I stop short of helping with her dialysis machine and when she needs a nurse, I’m the first to leave the room. But I like seeing her name pop up on my caller ID and the distraction she provides during a boring day leaves me smiling afterwards. This past Saturday the family went by to visit. We sat and chatted a bit and it felt…right.