A few days ago...

I might have been feeling a little sorry for myself.

I might have been feeling over worked and under appreciated.

I might have been feeling like I give to everyone else and get nothing in return.

I might have been feeling like I get the left overs, the picked through crap while everyone else gets the best of the best.

I might have been feeling like I wanted to pack a bag and go somewhere tropical, a place that would serve me ice cold Patron margaritas {no salt of course}, a place where nothing was expected of me, a place that has no schedule and no one to answer to. I wanted to go somewhere, anywhere as long as I was all ALONE. I didn't want it to last forever just for a week or two. Then my beautiful daughter brought this home for me.

We had been at Target earlier in the day and I had that basket in my buggy {with a few smaller ones just like it} but I put them back when she asked for a bathroom makeover. Instead of buying things for my office, that I'm desperately wanting to redo, I agreed that her bathroom was in need of some sprucing up so we set out on a last minute bathroom make-over mission.

Since Honey has had her license we have been giving her an allowance. This is a new thing for her since the rule in our house {one that I wish I had done differently from the start} has always been if I ask you to do something you do it with no arguing and in return I will give you what you want {within reason of course}. She is now responsible for putting gas in her car and for her spending money. Lunch with her friends, a night at the movies, etc. all comes from her checking account. If she runs out of money before pay day and she's out of gas then she's also out of luck! We continue to pay for her clothes, toiletries, make up and such but everything else comes from "her" money. So when she came home with this basket full of goodies that she had bought herself I was truly touched. She knew I was going to be, she had a friend with and before she handed it to me she said "now don't make this awkward, it's not a big deal". Oh but it was a big deal, it was a really big deal!

So, yeah, there are times when I feel I get the shaft but every time I feel that way something always happens to remind me that I am blessed beyond measure and that I am the luckiest Wife, Mom, Daughter, Sister and Friend alive!