Oh boy, it has been a long, looooooonnnnngg hot summer. I officially
wilted in the humidity about a month ago. It's hot enough at night that I have
gone through all the books currently on my kindle app on my phone. Feisty
Pants has gleefully informed me that on top of being cheap and boring, I have
now hit the icky parent trifecta of being smelly too. She is only willing to
be seen with me in public because she is a nice person. Add to that several
couples I know having problems, my mother literally falling down the stairs and
breaking her neck, and a handful of long distance doctors appointments that
involve Goo and I getting even less sleep. Don't even get me started on the
craziness that is this election cycle. (Really, who nominates an angry Oompa
Loompa?) What is it about summer that brings out the crazy of the
Universe?
So, anywhoo, in order to stave off the existentialist crisis
that is the end of a long, hot summer, I am try to fill this post with gratitude
and maybe make my world a brighter place. So here goes -my list in no
particular order.
1) I am so grateful again to my amazing neighbors. They are kind and
awesome. They help mow our lawn and shovel snow in the winter. They even
invite us to impromptu barbecues. MORE THAN ONCE. On purpose. We are boring
at best and annoying most of the time. These people need beatification.
2) Feisty Pants' service coordinator has a thankless (and I am sure often
tedious) job but yet is always kind, professional, effective , and cheerful. I
don't know how any social worker keeps their sanity but thank the gods that made
them. This woman can fill out paperwork in her sleep and jump tall insurance
executives in a single bound. Thanks for all you do.
3) Goo pulled a magic trick out his hat and found some extension bars in
order to "grow" Feisty Pants' portable wheelchair (the real one is not portable
and no longer fits in a minivan) so we can get another year out of it and give
the above mentioned ten foot tall and bulletproof service coordinator the year
it will take to get the next portable one.
4)Feisty Pants' nurse (that's right, I'm talking about you, Hot Pants) has
done an amazing job with her. Especially this summer. Whether she's making sure
Feisty Pants gets all her services and therapies at school or finding a way to
take FP swimming without me, Hot Pants has found some amazing ways to be there
for my kid without making it seem like she's just a nurse doing a job. This
gives Feisty Pants a sense of enrichment and independence that FP adores. And I
adore Hot Pants for that.
So there. Done. Thank you Universe, for all of that. I do feel
better now. And as for you, Feisty Pants, you know I smell like roses and
unicorn glitter and awesomeness so just admit it or I will take a well deserved
nap in your bed and make you smell me all night while you sleep.
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