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Five on Friday: June 5, 2015

I don’t often write in this blog specifically about life as a Musician’s Widow, but this week life just begs for me to do it!

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1. As per my last blog entry, I flew home from Texas. What I did put in that post was that I ALMOST had an experience of changing truck keys in the airport as my husband flew OUT. My husband is not only a musician, he’s also a bus driver. He received a call the day before for an immediate replacement driver being needed for a couple of days this week. The catch: we didn’t know when he was leaving, nor when he’d be home. There was a very good chance he’d fly out  before I landed, or maybe we’d actually cross paths at the airport. It’s happened before! However, we got lucky and actually did have the evening together before he headed out the next morning.

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2. I replaced the toilet seat. I heard you snicker over there. But this was a big deal to me. The toilet seat came undone a few weeks ago, and my husband and I have been running enough that it just got left. I got tired of it, though. So I went to the store, bought a new seat and replaced it. By myself. To some people, this is no big deal. To me, it was a huge deal and worth noting.

 

3. I handled getting the emissions testing done and the tags replaced on our new-to-us truck. Now, I realized it after the fact that I HAD to be the one to do this as it’s in my name. But at the time I was all proud of myself that it’s a job my husband would normally  do, and instead I was doing it all by myself. Let it be known though that in my opinion, Texas State Inspections are way better than Tennessee Emissions Testing. Not that anyone really cares that I think that.

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4. My husband’s passport needs to be renewed. Like, two months ago needs to be renewed. And because he does tour outside of the country (and leaves in a week and a half to do so) its panic time. But if anyone knows me, they know I’m a research addict and love figuring out how to handle problems. I want to give a huge shout out of thanks to THIS BLOG POST for helping me understand what we need to do. So far, following his suggestions, it should work out just fine. We’ll be cutting it close, but it’s doable.  Let’s just say we’re going to be road tripping soon to handle this situation, and weird as it sounds… I’m kinda excited for it. I’ll blog about it next week. Stay tuned…

5. My final note isn’t really on this same theme, but I’m crazy proud of how my many yard projects have grown. I’ve never been a gardener. Green thumb? Not hardly. But something has happened this year, and I am loving time in my yard. I’m loving weeding the garden, watering my many flowers, etc. Now I understand when people say it’s therapeutic. They’re absolutely right.

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Have a great weekend, y’all!

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Photo booth fun

There is just something hilariously fun about a photo booth. Especially when friends are around…
   
 

and bless my husband for patiently letting me drag him into the madness…
 

Life’s too short* to not have fun. 

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* Yesterday the music community lost a beautiful soul in Race Godson. Cancer is an evil, horrible disease, but Race battled it with positivity and grace. I am sure he had his down and overwhelming moments, but to us he always had his gentle smile and a hug. Rest in peace, dear friend.

Am I an adult?

A few days ago, I had this weird realization hit me. I’m 34; I turn 35 in 8 months. (I know a lot of people just rolled their eyes at this… hang with me here.)

My 30s are going to be half over! Or maybe I should look at it that I have half my 30s left.

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Either way, I’m not a kid any more. Not even close. But I also find myself wondering when I’m going to have that moment of, “I’m an adult now.”

I mean, I’m married. I’ve bought a house. I’m starting a business. I’ve done a whole bunch of totally grown-up things. I think I think like an adult. I hang out with adults…

Growing up, I was always the oldest person in my group of friends. After getting married and moving to Nashville, I am now generally the YOUNGEST person in a group. So you’d think I’d feel like an adult more than ever.

But there are plenty of things I still think I’m 18 about. Like I think I can eat anything and not gain a pound. Or if I do gain weight I can drop in two days still. I think I can still just break out in a dead run and do a 400 meter dash and only be kinda winded. I think I can fall asleep in the car and not have a neck ache afterwards.   I figure I still have YEARS before things like a yearly mammogram will apply to me. I don’t have an 8-5 job that I wear dress pants and button down shirts to every day. And I don’t have everything figured out, like I used to think adults did when I was a kid.

I guess I do, though, realize my age when I don’t think about it too hard.

When bartending, I regularly looked out at college-age and clearly-fresh-out-of-college 20-somethings with a weary eye knowing that I no longer had the amount of patience I had back then for their thought processes. I gain a lot of entertainment reading teens tweets and the fact that their life is bound to end because someone broke up with them. (I also spend more time than I’ll admit Googling what they say so I can understand.)

I find myself very thankful social media didn’t exist when I was 16.

I went out with my friends on Saturday night, and we ended up having long conversations about health. People we know with cancer was one long part of the conversation, and afterwards I commented how we used to talk about guys that in depth.

We spoke of loss. We talked jobs, traffic and keeping our homes. we talked about how much things cost. We talked babies, and dreams.

It’s natural. It’s where we are in life…

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Perhaps I am over analytically thinking. In fact I know I am. And perhaps this is some weird midlife crisis in which I go through this weird denial that time is passing faster than I like to admit.

I love that I’ve been married over 8 years, though it doesn’t FEEL that long until I look back at all we’ve already been through together. Sometimes I think I should have myself together a lot more by now. Other times I know there are many, many years still to come and we’re always growing and learning.

It’s just going to keep getting better.

IMG_20150316_044443None of us ever have it all figured out. That’s just part of life. Just like getting older. We learn to adjust and figure it out as we go… and I suppose its with that realization that I know I AM an adult.