I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there with a little dirl under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
~Marjorie Pay Hinckley

Monday, November 16, 2009

Hating things about now...


I HATE Logan.


It is so cold. ~shiver~


It snowed all day Saturday,

and it's still on the ground.


I have been so filled with anxiety lately and I know it's because of the snow.


To think that I have to be in the house for the next 5 months with my kids,

who I love but they get on my nerves already,

is more than I can bare to think about.


My mother told me once (or twice)

that the third kid just does something to ya.

And it's not the third kid per say,

it's having three.


I didn't believe her until just recently.


I am NOT dealing well.


And the more I think about it the more I think it's the thought of being trapped in my house all winter.


And knowing that we're in such a small little house,

well that's another matter entirely.


We are ON TOP of each other.


I can not wait for the day when we have more room.


Blah. Blah. Blah.


I really didn't want this post to be so negative

but I guess that's just how I'm feeling.


HELP!

1 comments:

Always, Forever, NO MATTER WHAT said...

Oh Chels, we miss you so much. How I wish ALL my sisters lived closer to me. I know that it has been good for everybody to have moved to accomplish all that you have to do, but I miss having you here. Remeber that this might be your last winter in Logan, and try to love the snow. I can say that because we rarely get snow. =) I hope I will be able to see you when you are here for Thanks Giving.