Weekend

 I am going to be completely honest.  The anniversary of my accident hit me harder than I expected this year.  There is just something about the scale tipping towards my living my life longer without a functional biological foot. The combination of grief over dreams derailed and my advancing age threw me into an emotional whirlwind. I spent Wednesday trying to keep busy so that my brain didn't have time to reflect on memories. Time was a friend and moved quickly.

Today I don't have time to wallow or reflect. This weekend FlexyFriends will be selling at the Park City Mall in Lancaster, PA. This is our first time at this mall and we are excited for the opportunity. Because it is a few hours from our home (but relatively close to my Mom), we are turning the event into a small family getaway. 

This afternoon I'm going to swing by my Mom's house to drop off Friend. The boys and I will then head to a novelty hotel where we are going to spend the night sleeping in an authentic train caboose. Scott is planning to take a half-day from work so he will meet us there. Hopefully we will arrive in time to take in a magic show tonight!

Tomorrow morning we head to the mall, set up our little pop-up store and start selling. Timmy is going to meet my Mom on Saturday afternoon for a special sleep-over at Nana's. Robby is planning to stay at the mall with us to help sell. Saturday night we are staying in a hotel closer to the mall because I think we are going to be really tired. 

The weekend is certainly going to be busy, but hopefully it is both fun and profitable.  Wish us luck!  If you are in the area, swing by the mall and say hi!

26 years

 26 years ago this afternoon I took my last 'normal' biological step. This anniversary is always odd for me to remember because it is such a sad memory in so many ways. My heart always breaks as I remember the physical and emotional pain that I endured as my life was ripped to pieces over the ensuing months. 

In an instant I went from living my best life to navigating through an unscheduled detour without a map. The computer broke my foot, but it also completely rerouted my entire life. I can't help but mourn for the years I lost due to the seemingly never ending cycle of surgeries. It makes me sad that my carefree life was stopped so abruptly. It also makes me angry.

But 26 years have past and my life has firmly planted onto a new path. I love my life, my family and my career. I barely remember and can hardly relate to the young woman that I was stepping into that conference hotel. I suppose many people no longer relate to their youthful selves. Maybe I just have the 'luxury' of knowing the exact moment everything changed.

What is hitting me odd is that the number of years I have been living without my healthy biological limb now officially outnumbers the time I spent with my foot. I walked without pain for 25 years. I have been dealing with the ramifications of the injury for 26 years. Time moves so quickly!

Today I plan to keep busy. I don't really want to remember. Sometimes memories are overrated, especially when they make your heart hurt.

Technical Repair

 Robby had his enrichment classes yesterday which means that I spent the majority of my afternoon in the car, driving him to and fro. Since it was Monday and his "short class," I opted to stay in the area and run some errands while he was at school. After swinging by Starbucks for an iced tea, I headed to the 3d print supply store. One of Robby's machines is starting to malfunction and we needed a simple replacement part. 

Although typically the technical arm of our family, Scott has avoided interacting with the 3d printers. Whenever there is a clog or another type of malfunction, Robby and I are the ones at the kitchen table taking the machine apart. I have become quite versed at troubleshooting and repairing these frustrating little machines. I'm not sure how I ended up wearing the 'repair woman' hat but here I am, living the dream.

Because I work with the machines everyday, I am quite competent picking up my own parts and supplies. Perhaps this is one of the reasons I was so annoyed when the sales clerk at the store kept encouraging me to "phone my husband to make sure I am picking up the right thing for him." Seriously? Assuming that a woman needs a husband to complete a technical repair is infuriating!

I remember being young and car shopping with my mom. Well, I remember going to the lot with her and her being refused a test drive until she came back with her husband. That was in the 1980s. This is 2024. We need to do better.

Overwhelmed

 The rain and wind forced us inside again this weekend. Sigh. I really wish we were gifted a huge snowstorm this year instead of the consistent cold rain that has been falling all season. This winter, like so many in the years past, has been a complete dud. Oh well. At least my daffodils are blooming and look happy waving from the yard.

I should have spent our weekend inside cleaning and packing. Instead I streamed Oppenheimer and worked on my computer in front of a roaring fire. At least I was productive- albeit not around the house. One of these days I really need to get back into packing and organizing or we are never going to move out of this house.

Did I mention that I feel overwhelmed?