Frog Under the Vanity

We’re living in the woods as some of you already know. It was super cold last night so I got up and started warming up the house. I had the entire place to myself for about an hour when my son and granddaughter started to wake up. I put the bacon on and I think that was my mistake because who can sleep through the smell of bacon?

We spent time together talking and enjoying the bacon when my sister let us know that she was coming over for a walk. When she got here, we ventured out into the woods in order to get our steps in. She weighs less than I do and has had a few weeks start on me so she’s faster right now. I did it though and we almost went 2 miles. I know that is nothing to a lot of people or even to my younger self as I use to work out, lift and run and was in the best shape of my life. But I don’t feel my best right now so I know I can do more. She’s going to push me and I can appreciate it but it sure was like I was coughing up a lung today. With the fast pace she was keeping me at and still not being over the cold of the century that won’t leave my chest. But I did it, the entire walk with no stopping and we didn’t run into any wild animals. There was one animal but it was farther down the dirt road but it looked like a huge cat. I kept telling them that it was too big to be a cat at that distance but they didn’t want to talk about it and kept going. So who knows if it really was a cat or something else. If it was something else, then I guess it’s not something that I needed to be close to.

I was proud to actually get it done but I know I have to keep it up because I have to answer to her. She’s my older sister and we’re the closest in the family, just because I think we’re most like each other. She and her husband have been such an amazing help to us and I’m very grateful.

We sat and talked for a while before she left and that was nice. But when she left, my son and I started to tackle the master bathroom and all of it’s horrible glory. There was still a puddle of water under the vanity (that I didn’t know was there). We got it cleaned out of the remaining bottles and water while my son removed a real live frog that he found in it also. We’ve had the door shut so I guess it’s just been living in the puddle of water. I tackled the shower stall, there are no words to describe how much dirt and mold were in there. I took the cleaner and put it all over it to let it soak a bit and then went in with the scrubber. It’s much better now but I can see where I missed and it’s definitely going to take a second cleaning if not a third also. But now the house smells like Bengay  but that’s the cleaner and it works like nothing ever before, we’ve used it on everything in the house and not just the toilets (because we replaced those). We discovered Lysol 10x Toilet Bowl Cleaner by accident but it’s been a lifesaver in our home. But it does smell like Bengay so we ended up opening all the windows to air it out. I have before pictures of the shower but I want to at least get another scrubbing before maybe putting pictures if anyone is interested?

Now we’re relaxing after all of this, just waiting for the chili to finish that I put in the crock pot earlier, this is always good on a cold night. Oh my goodness, I just realized that I’m typing about normal stuff. I know that no ones shower is like what I just faced but it’s still “cleaning a bathroom”. How long has it been since I’ve actually written about normal things, how weird to realize that.

Today was a good day and I’ll take it for what it was. I hope to have more of them where I feel good about it. Do you think that the universe is listening to me? I hope so.

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I like to think I'm a normal everyday woman but my mind tells me otherwise. I fight my battles and post them here. I don't tell my family and real life friends that I write here. This is my own little way of having "someone" to talk to. My own little therapy session if you will. I welcome comments and opinions but I have enough negativity to last a lifetime already . My world is changing and now more than ever I need support and encouragement but I'm still too afraid to let anyone know that it's me writing here.