I is for Icicles and...I!

I am not entirely sure what to post in my "I" entry today!

Immediately I thought about these icicles which were hanging off the eaves of my father-in-law's house prior to our moving in.  I saw them on one of the days we stopped by to move things into the attic and I couldn't believe how huge they were!

That side of the house is the one that gets all the sun, so it stands to reason that the snow on the roof would be melting and refreezing all day long...

Seriously as thick as my wrist!

I sure don't miss them! Now the snow is a goner and the patio is clean (that's a subject for a whole other post!) and we have the grill and patio furniture and even tiki torches.  We are definitely trying to usher in the warm weather!

Then, after thinking about the icicles, I thought about..."I".  As in myself.  My favorite subject.

Just kidding.

I am learning a lot about myself lately. 

I am learning that I do have drive when it comes to achieving my goals. 

I am working hard to keep the house in order, most of the time, and it IS possible to do so. 

I am capable of asking for help when I need it, and help is available when I do. 

I don't have to do it all, and no one expects me to.  No one has as high a set of standards for me as I do, and I only disappoint myself when I set the bar too high and don't reach it.

I do have people in my life who care, and I am so lucky to have them.

I do have the best husband in the world, but I knew that already.  (Hon, seriously, I'm just trying to get a comment out of you here! C'mon!)

I am allowed to have desires and wishes, and it's okay to voice them and not be afraid.  And there are special people in my life who do care whether or not I see those things through.  I've always had this idea that it wasn't right to want things for myself.  Even something as simple as wanting to have a garden - I told Rob the other night that I didn't want to do it anymore.  In reality I felt bad thinking of spending time doing something I wanted to do as opposed to something I had to do.  It felt...frivolous.  Stupid.  And you know what? He was sad for me.  And I realized that it was okay to have things for myself, and that people who really care about me will want the same things I do.  Seems simple enough, but I forget that.  A lot.

I am just happy to be here!

It's important every once in a while to sit down and take stock and see where you really are as opposed to where you only *think* you are.  And I'm in a very good place, all things considered.  Life could definitely be much worse - I am very deeply blessed.

I am looking forward to seeing what everyone else's "I" posts are today over at Jenny's!

And I'm looking forward to posting later on about a certain bread made with bananas that I baked several days ago.  Needless to say, the bread is gone. 

But the memories...oh, the memories...

You'll wanna come back for that.  Seriously.  It would be in your best interests.  ;-)

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