Flourishing

It seems lately I have been living a dramatic life. Some good some bad and some funny. The other day I was frantically searching for my house key. I looked high and low. Finally my son said maybe its in the freezer. I looked at him with a why would a key be in the freezer look. He said well, I was always in the freezer getting ice or ice water or ice something so it might be there. I couldn't argue with that. Sure enough that's where it was. I laughed. It was funny. But, I least I found it. 

Then the drama of trying to pack for a move and the thought of not knowing where and doing this through hot flashes and new headaches. I don't think menopause is the cause of those just sinus headaches which have popped up again. So, sweating and packing and stressing over a move that has to happen soon. All I can say  is everything is high but the money in my band our collective pockets here. But, I have faith. 

I also have faith but little faith my moods will get better some days. I have mostly good but there are days when little words and things can catch the wrath of my tounge.  Like when my son gave me the phone. That was fine. But the telemarketer on the other end wasn't.  I tried nicely to tell her I didn't need a Sunday paper subscription at this time. After all, I am trying to move and don't need it here. So, she went on and on and I said something to the tune of I never ever ever wanted her to call me again but not so nicely. She got my point.
Then the real estate woman was not any better. I simply called twice, the first time days ago, I left a message, so I got her I asked if the house I was interested in was sold yet. She says oh yes dear, it is in escrow now. OK, first of all I am thinking "dear? Whose she calling dear. But, I got over that then she starts talking to me like I am 5. I simply said I only needed to know if the house was available and that's all. I didn't want a lecture on the real estate market and talking down to me. 

But, I just got over that too. Perhaps she was just trying to be helpful. I just pulled out my little dollar store fan and drank ,water. So, I needed a walk. I walked to the corner store because I also wanted cookies too. Yes, I am trying to eat more healthier but sometimes you just want a good cookie. So, on my way 
to the store I noticed on flower in a growing in a bunch of leaves, just one flower. One little purple flower flour sing in a little patch of land. I said to myself that is going to be me. Menopause isn't going to last forever and I will be just like that flower standing tall and looking good.