Today felt more like a hydrant day then a dog day!\u00a0 Building our dream home is quickly starting to feel like more of a nightmare lately.\u00a0 I won\u2019t bore everyone with the details of all the problems that have happened over this last week other than to say that there comes a point that all you want is someone to step up and make things right \u2013 someone you can trust to ensure that it is all going to go okay.\u00a0 Right about now I could really use that person because I am at the end of my stress rope on this project and it takes a whole lot to get me to that point.\u00a0 So yeah, today feels more like being the hydrant then the dog.<\/p>\n
Bad days.\u00a0 We all have them.\u00a0 And whether it\u2019s due to a new home project gone wrong, or a loss in our lives, or a bad day at work, or not having the job we want, or a disagreement with a friend, or whatever it is \u2013 there is no questioning that bad days are JUST NO FUN.<\/p>\n
But when they do happen I have to refer back to my thoughts in yesterday\u2019s blog.\u00a0 I have to remind myself that it could always be worse, and I have to remember all the good things I have to be grateful for because there are definitely a ton of those, and then if it is really bad I have to bust out the chocolate or the ice cream!\u00a0 Don\u2019t judge me\u2026the women out there reading this understand me perfectly, and if the men ever tried it then they would be converted as well. Let\u2019s face it, every now and then there is just no choice but to bust out the chocolate or the gallon of ice cream and go to town, and once in a while, on days like today, I have to bust out BOTH of them!\u00a0 Sure I will regret it horribly tomorrow, but for tonight it is going to make everything feel just a little bit better :).<\/p>\n
The only other thing that helps on a horrible, awful, terrible, really bad day, is to get a sweet letter from your 20 year old son who is away from home for two years (out serving a mission), telling you that he loves you and misses you \u2013 ya, that pretty much melts away a lot of horribleness from life to get a letter like that.\u00a0 That and another section of his letter literally made me laugh out loud \u2026it was so him\u2026rather than trying to tell it myself I will insert a direct quote from his letter:<\/p>\n
\u201cI think that the new bedroom plans for the house sound freakin sick!!! As long as there’s a place for my star wars Legos somewhere\u2026Also… I totally bought another Star Wars Lego set. It was the Escape pod though, which was vital if I was going to act out the 4th movie scenes. I still need the star destroyer and the rebel escape ship, but they haven’t come out with those for a while. If you find the fight scene with palpatine, I totally need that for the 3rd movie. I’m scared for when the 7th, 8th, and 9th come out… cause I still don’t have the full collection for the first six!! AHHHH!!! But I definitely need the Jabbas basement set cause that will add on to the one you bought me for Christmas \ud83d\ude00 Literally! They attach!! HOW COOL!!! I’m hopeless… let’s face it. I’m a kid \ud83d\ude1b \u00a0My poor wife. Whoever she is… she’s gonna be more like my baby sitter \ud83d\ude09 \u00a0Hahahaha!!! But if she’s hot then I guess I don’t care too bad. Hot baby sitter \ud83d\ude09 \u00a0MMMM.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n Oh, how I love that kid.\u00a0 And I love that he is still a kid at heart and yet a grown man all at the same time.<\/p>\n Well I am off to eat a gallon of ice cream and several chocolate bars\u2026.okay fine, that would be excessive\u2026but I at least deserve a scoop of ice cream and a hershey\u2019s kiss\u2026and here\u2019s praying for tomorrow to be a better day!<\/p>\n ~Amy<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today felt more like a hydrant day then a dog day!\u00a0 Building our dream home is quickly starting to feel like more of a nightmare lately.\u00a0 I won\u2019t bore everyone with the details of all the problems that have happened over this last week other than to say that there comes a point that all […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":2568,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[168,174,500,46,1677,1667,60,63,1672,240,1680,1673,1674,551,1676,83,51,189,1679,76,244,65,1685,55,144,463,1671,1669,1602,464,754,1684,35,1675,1678,1681,1670,1668,1662,1682,1683,275,460,78,84,125],"class_list":["post-3534","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-adversity","tag-anxiety","tag-appreciation","tag-attitude","tag-bad","tag-bad-day","tag-beautiful","tag-blessings","tag-builder","tag-children","tag-chocolate","tag-construction","tag-contractor","tag-daughter","tag-dream-home","tag-experience","tag-family","tag-friends","tag-frustration","tag-goals","tag-grateful","tag-gratitude","tag-grown-up","tag-happiness","tag-help","tag-home","tag-homebuilding","tag-horrible","tag-ice-cream","tag-joy","tag-kid","tag-legos","tag-love","tag-nightmare","tag-no-fun","tag-problems","tag-rotten","tag-sad","tag-sadness","tag-son","tag-star-wars","tag-stress","tag-stressful","tag-time","tag-trust","tag-women"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3534","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3534"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3534\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3540,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3534\/revisions\/3540"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2568"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3534"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3534"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3534"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}