What is the universe trying to tell me?
Ben arrived home last Wed morning (yay!) and we had planned to have friends for dinner, spend the weekend with Cooper (my stepson), and enjoy a couple of outings with the kids. I also hoped to get my hair done (so many greys) and sneak down to Ocean Grove for a surf (my first in over a year).
Wednesday after I'd been to training Ben had noticed that our lovely Poodles the chook and Neville the rooster were missing. Oh no! (that was not a sarcastic oh no! but a real "can't be true, I'm still missing my dog not the chooks as well, Oh No!" But "Oh Yes", our beloved Poodles and Neville and their shiny bright feathers and perfectly formed eggs (Poodles not Nevilles) were gone.
The next day after kinder and a run around the lake with my husband, (our first ever run together, I was so stoked). It was my hardest run ever actually. Usually the last 2kms is sheltered, not on Thursday, I had a strong head on wind blowing the pusher back into me and the last kilometer took everything I had. I wanted to stop so many times and kept talking myself out of it anyway got there and later in the day after a cuppa and thinking about dinner I experienced abdominal pains similar to those in child birth! ( I was checked by the Dr and it was hopefully a one off) however it caused me to black out and hit both my head and chin while cracking my jaw. Oooops! I tell you my darling husband misses a lot of events while working away from home but thankfully he was home for this. I got fixed up and now apart from sleeping a lot and being limited to eating purees and soups I'm quite fine.
However I'm wondering what have I done? Why my dog, my chickens and my jaw!? I'm still trying to work that one out and I know these moments of bad luck are nothing compared to what some families and/or individuals are going through but still is there a lesson in this for me??x
Ben arrived home last Wed morning (yay!) and we had planned to have friends for dinner, spend the weekend with Cooper (my stepson), and enjoy a couple of outings with the kids. I also hoped to get my hair done (so many greys) and sneak down to Ocean Grove for a surf (my first in over a year).
Wednesday after I'd been to training Ben had noticed that our lovely Poodles the chook and Neville the rooster were missing. Oh no! (that was not a sarcastic oh no! but a real "can't be true, I'm still missing my dog not the chooks as well, Oh No!" But "Oh Yes", our beloved Poodles and Neville and their shiny bright feathers and perfectly formed eggs (Poodles not Nevilles) were gone.
The next day after kinder and a run around the lake with my husband, (our first ever run together, I was so stoked). It was my hardest run ever actually. Usually the last 2kms is sheltered, not on Thursday, I had a strong head on wind blowing the pusher back into me and the last kilometer took everything I had. I wanted to stop so many times and kept talking myself out of it anyway got there and later in the day after a cuppa and thinking about dinner I experienced abdominal pains similar to those in child birth! ( I was checked by the Dr and it was hopefully a one off) however it caused me to black out and hit both my head and chin while cracking my jaw. Oooops! I tell you my darling husband misses a lot of events while working away from home but thankfully he was home for this. I got fixed up and now apart from sleeping a lot and being limited to eating purees and soups I'm quite fine.
However I'm wondering what have I done? Why my dog, my chickens and my jaw!? I'm still trying to work that one out and I know these moments of bad luck are nothing compared to what some families and/or individuals are going through but still is there a lesson in this for me??x
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