Saturday, February 7, 2009

Done And Dusted..



I’m afraid tonight.

Everything around us is burning. We are surrounded by big ass bushfires that don’t seem to be getting any better. Even here in downtown suburbia, there is a street that went up in flames and five houses were burnt to the ground.

Even with the windows and doors closed, my house smells like smoke. And I am afraid. I know that my house isn’t in danger. It’s just frightening when all I have seen in the news all day and night is death and destruction.

This fire hit close to home for us. Our babies live in one of the areas that was affected and could have easily been trapped in the fire or lost their home. Thankfully the winds changed and they were out of danger but it is still a scary thought when it is so close to home.

Even sitting here in our bedroom, I can hear fire trucks roaring past , I can smell the smoke and I am worrying what will happen if the fire does get to us. I may have been a little out of control, but I have gathered all of our photos and Michael’s bodybuilding trophies and they are near the door in case of something happening. The worst thing that can happen is I will have to spend some time putting them back where they belong. But better to be safe rather than sorry. We don’t have too many memories together, but the one’s we have I am damn well going to save.

There isn’t too much else to say at the moment. It’s just a wait and see situation. All I know is I will be so very glad when 46 degree days are over and done with. I hate seeing the loss and the destruction that people have to go through. And when I see it, all I can think is I am glad it wasn’t us. Shallow, but honest. I don’t know what I would do if we lost everything. Thank god I haven’t yet had to find out. I keep looking around our bedroom and wondering if the time really did come just what I would collect first. The photos of our babies? Michael’s bodybuilding trophies? Clothes? Photo’s of my beautiful grandbaby? I just don’t know. And again, I pray that I will never have to find out.

The title of this post refers to the end of something. I know. And I am sure there are people out there wondering what it refers to. It's the end of a relationship. One that meant the world to me. Something I held dear to me and kept close to my heart. But today? It ended and I don't know how to move on from it.

I know the monster is still snooping here and I have become quite accustomed to it. I try not to mention it very often, but on days like this I feel I have to. I am sure the monster is reading this post and rubbing its hands together with glee. But I hate to upset it. It's not the end of the relationship that she was hoping for.

Tonight, we are having a memorial service for the death of my first pair of training gloves. Yes, that's right, they have died and gone to gym heaven.




Rest in peace my little friends, I shall never forget you.

On a different note.

Things have been frantic around here, hence my lack of attendance in the blog world and on the forum. I have missed you all terribly, but being thrown headfirst into the first week of University has sent me into a panic. I am now having to get home, feed the family, train at the gym, do my cardio, study, sleep and still be a wife and a mother. I am slowly getting there and since this is only the first week, then I am sure I will get it together. It is Saturday night and I am catching up on blog posts, emails, blog reading and me time, before I dive headfirst into a book that I need to have read by Monday morning. Nothing like a deadline to help you procrastinate some more. Right?

Anyway, I promise to update here more often. Ohh and here is the pic of my new Ed Hardy bag that Michael got me. It retails for about $700 so I am feeling awfully loved and spoilt right now. And it's green, one of my favourite colors.

Have a great weekend.


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