Happy Bubbles

I'm taking wins where I can get them this week.

Life has been rough. My car, The Wreaking Ball, made a clunk and left me stranded at the state line for two hours the weekend before last. In the meantime I'm driving my dad's car which is a stick. I haven't driven a stick since 2000! It's been entertaining.

So the win that I'm taking this week is that I'm combining two Project 52 subjects in one photo.

So here it is...

Happy Bubbles at the carwash.  I don't know what it is about the autowash but I love it.

It makes me happy.

I leave with a big grin on my face. If I have a crappy day I don't go to the bar... I go to the carwash. Yep... been there every.day. 'cuz life sucks right now.

Project 52 Sleep

Resolutions are good. Kicking butt on the water, still reading the Bible, working my way through Anna Karenina, and have logged in several hours writing. I don't have a word count because it's still written by hand and I haven't punched it into Word yet. It feels like a lot though. Possibly the most writing I have done in several years - and it feels oh-so-good.

This week's photos are about sleep. Something I have struggled with for a few decades. So it's ridiculous to try to find some happiness in pictures of sleep, but I tried.

Here are two of my favorite seven year olds settling in for a sleepover.

 



I was lucky enough to go to an overnight retreat at Bible camp. Good for my soul, not so good for sleeping.

 



My bed. I don't normally sleep with one of the couch cushions but The Diva brought it into bed so she could sit up and read. Why yes, she is my daughter.

Project 52 Water

I have a bunch of excuses why yesterday's post didn't happen - are you ready?

1. It was Youth Group night. Which involves feeding my family a very rushed dinner of frozen pizza, getting both kids to the car, picking up my niece, plus any setup I have to do before class. Usually I have 30 minutes to accomplish this.
2. It was -10000 degrees outside so after shoveling the snow drift in front of the garage, parking the car, dragging the trash can from the curb to the door, and then running back out to the garage (which I should mention is not attached to the house) to get my daughter's school bag... I was exhausted.
3. Getting pictures posted to FaceBook and Instagram was as easy because I could do it from my phone. Getting stuff on this blog involves getting out the laptop.
4. I really was exhausted. I haven't been sleeping well with all the emotional stuff going on. I do pretty good the first part of the night - I have finally stopped crying in the shower and myself to sleep (now if I could just manage the other 18 hours of the day... that'd be great) - but there's a blank space in my sleep. I don't know what else to call it. It's just this empty place where I stop dreaming and start thinking/remembering and it wakes me up. It sucks because I don't wake up enough to get up and do something else, but just enough that I'm not sleeping and my mind is thinking about HIM. I hate it.

So there ya go. There's my excuses. And here's my pictures.

This is my lemon and water jug. I haul it to work every day. My co-workers tease me about having lemon with my vodka. I like to think they're just jealous of my dedication to a project.

 



 

This is a picture of my leaky shower head. It makes me crazy hearing it drip-drip-drip but my attempts to fix it so far have failed.

 

 

Next week's subject is SLEEP. That should be interesting...