The big 50, oh no

Yep its happening, in 4 months I hit the big 50 and I cant say Im excited. First let me just say I never thought I would be 50,especially when I was 30. And once you hit 50 I suddenly am left thinking I’ve lived over half my life already, what? Then there is the aging part, my skin is now dry and peeling but looks oily, and the lines certainly are not welcome. My hair has a mind of its own and the white, yes white not grey is just enough to give me a skunk likeness if I let the grow out go on for too long. Who would love that? If I was independently wealthy and didnt go to work everyday I would probably be worse off because all I would want to do is eat and have cocktail parties, ha. So heres to turning 50 and all the excitement to follow. 

my funny life

Saturday by default is normally the day I steam my floors, I pour myself an adult beverage to make it fun. Today my drink of choice was an old school grasshopper and as I finished the kitchen and got the throw rugs back in place the cord caught my beverage and dumped it directly into my husbands backpack on the chair. I rushed it to the sink and as you can guess it dripped all over the just finished clean floor. All I could do was laugh and get the laptop out so it didn’t get wet. I have to admit the thought of my husband going to work everyday with his backpack smelling like creme de menthe was amusing, ha. So today I steamed the floor twice and have a funny story for you all.

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It’s a dogs life

How naïve I am, I was certain once my son’s had left the nest that my life would consist of the man (who I call Daddy (don’t judge) and I being able to just pack up on a whim and go, ugh WRONG. And yes I am referred to as Momma to my kids, dogs, and the man.

My little rescue dogs, Daisy and Peanut have put a kibosh on that idea. Daisy is a 12 year old dachshund/terrier with a whole lot of energy and no clue that she needs to not rip and run like she’s a puppy or her arthritis will flare up.

Peanut is a Pug/Chihuahua who is afraid of her own shadow (someone was mean to her) with a heart murmur and rotten teeth, can you imagine. She is the sweetest little girl but not very bright.

So this week Daisy has been running up and down the stairs like a racing dog and of course began limping on her right leg, so off to the vet for some anti-inflammatory meds and glucosamine, good lord. The huge glucosamine tabs I crush up and mix in with half an egg for her (so spoiled) twice a day. We were going to have peanuts teeth pulled but no Bueno because they can’t put her under due to her heart murmur so stinky breath will remain and I guess they will eventually fall out, yuck

We also travel to our youngest son’s college football games every weekend and thank god my oldest lives close or we would have doggy travel companions on every road trip. They love their boy sitter because he lets them sleep with him which is not allowed when we are home.

I have decided that I want a dog’s life. Let me eat, sleep, and have someone clean up my mess. If I don’t like you I can bark at you or pee on your leg and it is all good. Guess who’s who

Things that will never be ok

  
A. Kalief Browder– the New York teen held in Rikers for 3 years without a trial for supposedly stealing a backpack, rip baby I hope you found peace
1. Highwaist jeans, they look good on no one
2. Being mean to ANY animal

3. Posting your entire lif on social media- you are not that interesting

4. Dating someone who is married- they don’t want you I promise

5. Staying mad- forgive it will just make you ugly if you don’t

6. Continuing to deal with negative people- eliminate, eliminate

7. Talking down to another person you believe is less than you (you have no idea of their story)

8. Being an ass and speeding up when someone is trying to merge on a packed freeway

9. Spending more time working than enjoying your life

10. Not being grateful regardless of the circumstance, someone else always has it worse

Get Gazelle Intense

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I knew this year was going to bring BIG changes but I had no idea how big they would be. Yesterday my husband and I had a long discussion and determined it was time for him to give notice at his job (doesn’t have another one waiting) so he can focus on truly finding a position that utilizes his many degree’s and skill set. I know you all are saying you’re crazy, yep we are and we are huge fans of Dave Ramsey so if you follow him the next decision should not surprise you.
We also decided to have a realtor come out on Friday and evaluate our house to put on the market. Our kids have been gone for years, they are not moving back to Idaho, so a 4 bedroom, 3 bath house for us two doesn’t make much sense at this point. On the market it goes in August.
We have decided to sell EVERYTHING in the house, couches, beds, tables, rugs, pictures, the whole enchilada and only move our clothes and pots/ pans. We will use this money to eliminate debt.
• Whatever we make we are using to pay off credit cards, student loans, and the last balance on our vehicle.
• I have cancelled my contributions temporarily to my retirement plan, this money also will go to eliminate every single debt that remains. (Dave Ramsey, I’m listening)
• We are getting Gazelle intense and are going to live like no one else.
I can’t say that I am not scared because I am. We have not rented in 25 years so the thought of having to share a wall with someone is interesting at best and we have 2 little dogs so that will make it even more exciting. But the way I see it if you are afraid of change you can never grow. Here’s to a sensational next 3 months…