Why...Again!

I hit a wrong button and published only the title of my blog attempt. Let's try that again...

I'm not a demanding person, but I'd sure like to know WHY the only two days of rain we've had in the last couple of weeks have come right at Ryan's soccer game time.

Other burning questions:

WHY is it that cleaning out something (like a closet or a drawer) creates a bigger mess somewhere else in the house?

WHY have we had Ryan "meltdowns" two Friday evenings in a row?

WHY can I go to bed tired but be unable to sleep?

WHY do I stupidly say I will drive the children to Muncie for a weekend visitation with Daddy when I KNOW (with my luck) that traffic will make it a much longer trip than usual, if I'm driving?

WHY did Robin start asking for a restroom on the way to Muncie when we were in the midst of a traffic tie-up (at 8 mph) and no exit in sight?

WHY can I not find Robin's "new" winter coat, purchased late last winter, but her dirty OLD coat is properly hung up in the closet??

Inquiring minds want to know!

My sister tells me that her garden harvest is in full swing. Wish I were there to help. I miss having a garden, although I've been without one since The Divorce. I am hoping that her tomato crop is good, since I usually try to rob her of whatever extra canned tomatoes she cares to give up. I'm sorry, but there is a most noticeable difference in the taste of foods cooked with home-grown tomatoes vs. the stuff you buy in the store. I was totally spoiled as a kid. We always had fresh garden produce. There ain't nuthin' like it!

My trip to Muncie tonight was most frustrating. Meg had something she wanted to do, so I said I would drive the children up to visit their dad and his fiancee'. Silly me! Traffic came to a slow crawl on the approach to I-69 northbound...and it stayed that way until I was past the first or second exit past the infamous 116th Street exit. Then a lot of traffic exited and we got up to speed...but what is usually a 1.25 hour trip became a 2.5 hour trip. Oh...then there was the stop we had to make for Robin, who had to "go" and was sounding urgent in traffic. Ugh!

In spite of all, life is just not as stressful as it used to be when I went to school, fought with students all day to try to give them an English education, then came home to other young'uns and a messy house. If I live long enough, we might just get things down to a fine science!

I'll be doing cardiac rehab, if insurance can afford it. I still don't have my "heart" into all the changes that the doc wants. I have always been a procrastinator. Maybe life has caught up with me, in that regard??

Ciao, and God bless. Going to bed here.