I love the tiny feet of my daughters - they're soft, round and perfect. Those little feet have so far to go, so many kilometers to travel. As individuals, our girls have such amazing adventures to embark on and I will do my best to never hold them back, remembering always that their lives and loves are their own to discover. I will guide them as best as I can, I will love them with all of my heart and I will encourage them to be the people they want to be.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

So......

So....WTF??!!!!!

3 August 2012....divorced
30 May 2013....retrenched
9 October 2013....car stolen

Really?! Yip! Not that I'm counting...'cause lots of awesome stuff has happened inbetween.

Feeling sorry for myself? Nah! It may seem so, but really, I'm just over it all. I'm a little tipsy too.

I'm not miz, but I am stressed and I'm allowed to be pissed off, so I am - I worked hard to be able to afford that car, and I celebrated on the day I finished paying it off, but now it's gone. I've said before that if we adults actually allowed ourselves to feel our emotions instead of sweeping them under the carpet, that we'd probably be way more balanced than we are - and have far less grey hairs. So that's what I'm doing tonight, allowing myself one night to listen to music, sip wine and just feel! Like I said, I'm not miz but I am defiant (don't pick an argument with me tonight), stubborn and determined to make it 'on my own' (hence the DIY exercise this afternoon)...but that's probably the Aries in me talking. You see, I reckon that if I allow myself this time to just be, then tomorrow I'll wake up and feel fab. Ready to take on the world with a cheeky grin, a swing in my gait and a shrug of the shoulders, bopping in time to the music blaring from the super cool radio in my branded 'look-at-me-I-no-longer-have-a-car' Outsurance courtesy vehicle!

I'm entirely grateful that the 'donation' of my car did not involve men with guns, as it so often does in SA. That I could tell my children it was just a naughty man who stole my car while I wasn't looking and encourage them to be excited about helping me to find a new car. My house keys were in my car so I've changed two of the locks to my house, just to be safe - a fun lesson in DIY. I've learnt lots about insurance and realised that it's not something to skimp on, that it's better to over-insure yourself.

If I allow myself to overthink this event, I'm going to cry over all the stuff that was in my car that isn't covered by insurance - the TomTom I lost, because I'm 'rigting-befok' without it; all the shoes that were in my car, because in Summer my car resembles a shoe shop (the sooner I get them off, the better); all the CDs I've lost because I love music and can't live without it - but crying over ain't gonna get me anywhere...

Everything that happens to you - whether it be good or bad - is a life lesson, and should be taken no more seriously than that. Learn it and use it to help the next person.

.....BUT if you know of somewhere I can find a few thousand rands, now that would be really cool, because trying to find the money for a new car has me f.r.e.a.k.i.n.g out!

Cheers to tomorrow - a brand new day :)

xoxo

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