Today, another thunderstorm rolled through the neighborhood, and we lost power AGAIN for about 2 hours. Yet another branch fell across wires near the house, this time I saw the electrical fire which lasted for 5 seconds, a huge plume 4 stories in the air of bright blue/yellow flame. I couldn’t work (obviously), so the kids, Eliana and I played a board game called Flapdoodle. Everytime it’s your turn, you pick a card and it makes you do something silly, like sing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star in the voice of a dog or do 4 jumping jacks while chanting a silly phrase or pretend to take a nap on the floor while snoring loudly. It was really more fun than I thought it would be, we adapted a lot of the tasks for Edda and she had a grand time doing her part.
Vince is having a tough time learning to be a gracious loser. He wailed and cried in the middle of the game when he was in last place – we had to take a 15 minute break for him to work through it. Then we restarted and he was a good sport! In the end, he was the loser, but no tears, no complaints. Perhaps even a compliment to the eventual winner, Eliana.
I have been in a funk the past week or so. I can not place a finger on why. I’ve been in a rut – thinking, if only I had X, then I would be SO MUCH HAPPIER! I have been trying to reframe my attitude, to be happy to be alive and to be grateful for what I have, because I know in the grand scheme of things, I am a very lucky person.