May or May Not Monday

May or May-Not Monday: Where you can divulge the secrets of life's mishaps without feeling like a failure. So go on... own up. I may have...

I may or may not have had an angry screaming meltdown yesterday. Over the usual thing - lack of respect in attitudes. The tipping point -- because these attitudes have been fueling my displeasure for awhile -- was not making it through church. Not a huge thing in the grand scheme of things, but just the thing to bring out the seething fire breathing dragon.

I may or may not have realized that the goats would leave all the property and hillside around us desolate and that all the animal life (read snake life) would come to our little open space haven. As you saw on facebook, we had yet another snake in our backyard this week. I thought we would have a bit of time to get back in that jungle and clear out the brush and sagebrush, but it quickly got moved up on the must-do list. While it is not desolate like the goats would leave it, it is trimmed up and looking less homely for an unwelcome onslaught of snakes.

I may or may not have been sitting at my dinning room table looking out at the neighbors' butterfly bushes and thought hummingbirds were fighting in those butterfly bushes. It's known to happen often and the dancing chase is fun to watch. I brightened up with excitement, moved to the window to get a better view for the show, only to see that the moving branches were directed not from hummingbirds but from a house vent blowing air. And then I was sad but decided to play out the chase in my vivid imagination. 

I may or may not have been presented with a science project gone awry. It was growing seeds in a gel solution in the dark for a few weeks before moving them to the sun. One of the vials was full of thick black mold at least an inch deep on the top of the gel solution. Yucky stuff that found its home in the trash quickly.

I may or may not have been shaming myself for buying a hippish salt lamp. Calling myself a kook and meaning it. This after my post a few weeks ago about how I'm learning to accept that part of myself. Mostly, it was because I dropped money for a lamp that I didn't know if it would work and I was uneasy about that money spent on an unsure thing. And we didn't want to be duped. We plugged it in and both of us were amazed at its powers. We are breathing easier, our skin is moist and our air smells cleaner. Go out an get yourself a Himalayan salt lamp, they work and are pretty. We are going to buy another for the littles' room.

I may or may not have celebrated my husband's birthday by staining a fence with him. Horrible wife you say? Maybe, except he likes projects; the littles were banished to cleaning up their playroom - which has taken them four days to not even complete. So just the two of us were out there working together in beautiful weather in quiet peace for 5 hours. And he thanked me repeatedly. Ha, isn't he lucky he married this peach? ;)