Funny. In Rev. Nikki's surmon today she mentioned the word 'failure' a few times when discussing inventors and scientists, and then tonight we watched "Elizabeth Town" and they spent a good deal of time talking about failure too. I find it so strange becasue I truly don't believe in failure. I think of each event that doesn't work as an example of what not to do in the future, a step that's just that much closer to finding the solution to what ever problem plagues you.

I really don't know why I mention this, except I found it somewhat ironc.

That, and the tree in that movie. But, that's a story for a different day...

Ahhh... My house is clean, Sean is out, and Ian is napping. I hear nothing but the quiet sounds of Little Bill from the bedroom, and soon I'm going to go outside and read.

This has been an amazing few weeks. I can't believe it's March already. Where did the first two months go?!

Now that the pace of my life is slowing down and I've gotten in to some semblance of a routine, I have been able to reassess my standing in a few aspects. 

For instance: I dislike my job right now, but I have decided to remain positive about it. I'm going to focus on the parts of it I like, find ways to make the distasteful parts easier to bear, and meanwhile search for something else entirely.

I have also decided that it's necessary for me to let the past go. I need to stop asking, "What if?" and "Why?" because I'll never know the answer anyway, and some situations are so bizarre I don't think I'll ever even come close to figuring it out. I don't know why some people decided I was so easy to walk away from, I haven't figured out the reasons behind some people's behavior and their responses toward me, and I cannot for the life of me come up an excuses for the outcome of some other situations. So, rather than dwell and try to come up with some reason that seems to make sense, I have decided to let that part of my life end and to let the parts that are still happening, burn out naturally. I have no need for drama right now because my focus is on my Mom's health as well as what's going on with me right now (more details on that later), so I guess it's better for me to just back away rather than fight. I've also decided that I need to spend some time exploring my need for "stuff". I have gotten better, but there are still times when I want to go max everything out to buy new furniture, or new appliances, or new flooring... I've stopped getting jealous of people's bank accounts because I've found that what is gained there is due to a loss in other areas of life, but I still can't help wishing that I had an income where I could go buy a bedroom set without blinking an eye!

My mom continues to be in good spirits, but my Dad is, well, my Dad. He refuses to go to the oncologist with her so I may end up going. He's a "bury your head in the sand" kind of guy, but I think it's important that someone else is with her when they develop the Plan for Action (as she calls it). She's certainly strong enough, but I think someone should be there as a second set of ears if nothing else.

I can't wait for next weekend! Me and the Girls are going out for the night and I can't wait! I forsee a cab ride in my future....