I *MISS* blogging! It has been a nutty year – full of twists and turns and false starts and very clear endings.
This is the year that I’ve watch my “little Hayley” become an extraordinarily beautiful young woman and as I type that I am reminded of the cold fact that hit me the other day: College in less than five years! She is getting her braces off soon, she’s taller than me (by several inches) and sassy in the most perfect way. Children. I know people say they are amazing, blah blah. BUT HELLO! THEY ARE AMAZING!!
Ruby will be 4 on November 13th. She is so animated and bold, yet shy and self-conscious. Short. Sweet stubby lil’ fingers. Girly girl who loves the dirt. The dichotomy that I see in myself stares me right back in the face – every day. She frustrates me more than I would like and as she does, I just think – “I must really drive people around me bonkers…because I am JUST LIKE THIS”.
Talk about humbling.
Humble. I’ve been working through that this year. My general method of wanting to do something and just WHOOSH doing it and watching it bloom…Well, there are easier ways. (Really Tracy, there are) I’ve been working on them. Organization. Planning ahead. Actually acting on said plans. Here’s my very dirty secret: I haven’t balanced my checking account in the last 3 years. Why? Too busy *making things happen*…
I’m the gal that 5 years ago tracked every single latte in Money, ran reports monthly – I could tell you *exactly* how much I spent on anything. Seriously. I lost that habit when I married – for a variety of reasons. I’m trying to re-build that habit.
Here’s the deal: If you don’t take the time to track your money, it’s like not taking the time to track your life. Because you trade little bits of you life, every day, for that money. You should at least know what you traded it for. Your life, that is. Knowing what you got for the money? That’s secondary.
I haven’t been tracking my life. I’ve just been watching it. Using it. And dare I say, wasting it.
That’s why I miss blogging. If I write long enough and often enough, I find a little nugget of truth in the chaos.
Here’s to a sweet October…