Living on High

One of my good friends has a cool historic house right smack dab in the middle of our historic small town and it’s a fun place to hang.

I was trying to remember which day I moved in. I don’t remember- it just flows.

She stayed with us right after they sold their old house and couldn’t move into their new/old house so we have done this before. Plus we have traveled together about 5 times now. It somehow works.

We had two kids out (her youngest and my oldest) so that has helped us all living in confined spaces. Her house is still being remodeled as well.

I LOVE the location of her house as it is totally opposite my country 2 acre setting- which is only a few blocks away (I know- crazy).

Here I sit outside, people watch, walk to food, live the urban life. Somewhat.

This has been a tough year- I thought last year was sorta bad but this year kinda trumped it. And for those of you that are gonna come out of the woodwork and flail me please just save it. I know I am blessed. But this year has pushed me in ways I had no idea I could be pushed. And I am still trying to work it out in my head.

The above pic may quite possibly be one of my fave pics ever. She pushes me so hard every.single.day. But I wouldn’t trade her for the world.

At the end of the day I am thankful for good friends that take my kid to the lake to have the time of his life with his buds, good friends that take my rowdy crew in when they know I am going crazy in a hotel, good parents that take my dogs because the hotel wouldn’t allow them…

And to the crappy landlords from the house I just rented- have you heard about karma?

So tonight I take the good and the bad and all things in between. And know I am blessed.