Nine
"We are all apt to believe what the world believes about us." - George Eliot
....So change the world's point of view, I say.
It has been so beautiful in the afternoons these past couple of days. The other night we were outside with Bailey when she yelped. I looked down and I saw a bee buzzing around her. Sure enough she had gotten stung on the leg. I had to pull the stinger out even. I watched her to make sure she wasn't going to have a reaction. Poor thing. She didn't know what was happening and kept whining and licking her leg. After a few minutes, though, she was calming down. That is until my mom started giving her attention. She milked that up like crazy! She wouldn't even walk. Such a baby. :)
Human emotions are...overly complicated. How can you feel so proud and yet feel jealous and sad at the same time? I don't think it should be allowed. I want to feel proud of people's forward movement. Accomplishments are piling up like no one's business. I don't want to feel jealous of assurance and confidence, of other people's attention getting...having it all together. I feel sad because I've been quarantined in a way. I'm not feeling sorry for myself (too much), I just miss things, moments.
We finally got the kitchen complete. Installing the lighting was a witch. I hate, hate, HATE insulation.
I'm getting new tires and my car ready for the trip, exciting stuff fo sho!
....So change the world's point of view, I say.
It has been so beautiful in the afternoons these past couple of days. The other night we were outside with Bailey when she yelped. I looked down and I saw a bee buzzing around her. Sure enough she had gotten stung on the leg. I had to pull the stinger out even. I watched her to make sure she wasn't going to have a reaction. Poor thing. She didn't know what was happening and kept whining and licking her leg. After a few minutes, though, she was calming down. That is until my mom started giving her attention. She milked that up like crazy! She wouldn't even walk. Such a baby. :)
Human emotions are...overly complicated. How can you feel so proud and yet feel jealous and sad at the same time? I don't think it should be allowed. I want to feel proud of people's forward movement. Accomplishments are piling up like no one's business. I don't want to feel jealous of assurance and confidence, of other people's attention getting...having it all together. I feel sad because I've been quarantined in a way. I'm not feeling sorry for myself (too much), I just miss things, moments.
We finally got the kitchen complete. Installing the lighting was a witch. I hate, hate, HATE insulation.
I'm getting new tires and my car ready for the trip, exciting stuff fo sho!
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