Pondering Questions...

Yesterday was a crazy day--that I had so much to mention today. I keep pondering over so many "life" questions...that my mind has just listed from one subject to another without much time in between. But for my post, I'll keep it simple. We did school for 5 hours, trying to play a little catch up... Trying to get a little ahead, so we can be done by August! There's no way I'm worrying about school in September....during the big move back stateside. I did some organizing-----and 18 loads of laundry.

*Pondering Question: How DOES the laundry multiply so quickly...?

Put up winter clothes finally--now that summer seems to be here to stay a while. Cleaned out the storage room. phew. Amazing how things get piled up. A called from work and wondered if I would like to bring the kids up and watch him play softball (They are short on players and invited him to come play). We have done that many times in the past years, that it is always a fun treat, because we get fried chicken and corn on the cob, bring blankets and paperstuff and have a picnic, and play frisbee and catch while the guys are playing. We make it into a big night---and everyone comes home, showers and falls into bed with smiles on our faces. I was mostly grateful that I wouldn't have to cook dinner in our insanely HOT HOUSE! (No AC in german houses).

*Pondering Question:How much will my kids remember the fun we had on these nights?

Unfortunatly, the team he plays for were the most horribly selfish, unsportsmanlike, egotistical ball players I've ever seen in my life. Almost every one of them were playing just for themselves. Each time someone made an error, people on the team would pounce all over that and insult the person who made the mistake. I could go on for days about all the horrid things that happend, but suffice it to say that I had to move my family from the bleachers, far enough away to not be able to hear the obscenities of the players at each other.

*Pondering Question: What makes a person demean another so easily?

One good blessing that came from it was that my kids could see what poor-sportsman-like behavior looked like upclose and personal. We had a great conversation about it on the way home, resulting in pledges to keep angry/frustrated/heated feelings about losing to themselves. We'll see.

*Pondering Question: How much will this really affect my kids in the long term?

--- We came home, and as we drove up.... OPMOAM was sitting outside and wanted to chat. I was overheated, sweaty, gritty, and just wanted to go inside, but she needed to brag on her kids a while, so I gave the kids my keys and shoo'ed them and the hubs inside for showers, while I chatted. She rambled on about who knows what, and I blankly smiled and nodded throughout the entire conversation.

*Pondering Question: What makes a person so caught up in their own "stuff" that they don't see the obvious about the other person's life...and not leave them alone for a change?

After about 1/2 hour, I came inside, only to discover that everything that was brought into the house, was dropped right inside the front door. Hubs was on the computer, and I was irritated because I had done just as much exercising, if not more, and had been up longer than he had, and still had to make cinnamon rolls for breakfast, since he didn't remember to bring home milk. I also wanted to throw in a load of dirty clothes before bed---- so I was overwelmed...and PMS'ing so I lost it. Cried. Walked over the stuff and went to my room...peeled off the sweaty clothes and showered a very long, cool shower.

*Pondering Question: Is there really such truth in the thought that a man constantly has to be told what needs to be done? Can't he see that it is NOT my life goal to be a servant in my own home?

When I got out, the house was picked up and the laundry was running. Now I'm not one to use my tears to get what I want, but what a nice thing to come out of the shower to a clean house. *Pondering Question: How is it I can be enraged one moment with the people I love, and less than an hour later, I feel consuming love for them? Redemption