Monday, February 8, 2010

I love...

...being crafty. All kinds of crafty like cake decorating, stained glass, scrapbooking, etc. I also love reading and ghost hunting. Yes, I said ghost hunting. I get so bogged down every day with the whole TTC thing that I lose sight of the things I love to do other than obsess over babies. This weekend my mother and I were recruited to help my 6 yr old niece make her valentine's cards.  They were all different and all very cute. I wish I had taken a picture of some of them. We could have boxed them up and sold them they were so cute, lol. Hmmm...maybe that's an idea for later.

Anyway, it took my mind off of things for a while and I realized that I needed that break for the sake of my sanity. I am going to try and do atleast one of the things I love every day to give me a break from my version of reality. Today I am re-reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows for the 3rd time. That should last me until the end of the week. Then it will be Valentine's and then G's birthday is a week after that so I will have to find some crafty things to do for that.  Maybe I will bake a cake.

Speaking of G, I feel the need to rant for just a minute. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband dearly, but sometimes he does or says something that makes me want to bash him in the head with something.

Let me start out by saying that G really wants a gun. We live in the country and all the guys in my family like to target practice (besides the whole protection thing). I personally don't care to ever use a gun, but that's just me. I don't know what kind of gun he wants or thinks he needs, or what is practical and a good price, therefore I don't feel comfortable buying him one.

But he is also really hard to shop for. That is why when I hear him say he wants something I make a mental note of it. When we were in Home Depot around Christmas there was a power tool set he said he wanted so I thought I would get for his birthday.  I just bought it for him last week and had to use over half of my paycheck on it. That's not an issue, he wanted it so I got it. After I got home I said something about buying his gift and he asked if it was a gun.  I told him no and then he had the nerve to say that if it wasn't a gun he didn't want it.  What am I supposed to say to that? 

I would just give him the money and tell him to pick out his own damn gun, but I tried that when he wanted a computer.  I gave him a thousand dollars one Christmas and told him that was for him to pick out a laptop because I didn't know what he wanted. May comes around, he still hasn't bought a computer, and we need three thousand to put a down payment on our house. Needless to say he used that money as part of the down payment. Now he complains that he doesn't have a computer.

It's things like this and getting stressed about trying to become pregnant that have made me try and think of things that I could do to take me out of the moment and focus on something else.

What is it that takes you out of your reality?

Gotta go, Harry's trying to find a stolen locket.

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