Job finally done

We had a pizza party last night. Our sons finally finished painting the fence! Doesn't sound like a big job, but believe me, it is. We have put it off for a number of years.

Our sons are still home for the summer, but probably not for long. Both needed work. Our youngest graduated from Ohio University in June. He's looking for a job. The oldest is getting married next month, and he just got a job. Since we had them both home for probably the last summer we asked them to paint our very long, slat board fence. We compensated them, of course. Not just the pizza, but monetarily too. The oldest son needed money last month to help pay for apartment rent where he and his new bride will be living so we gave him an advance to help her out. The youngest gets his as soon as I get to the bank.

Sure, probably seems kind of strange to have them do this fence thing, but it has been sort of a running joke in our house, although not to Hubby. I think they look at it as "last time I'll ever have to hear about that d$%^ fence!"

When I watched both of them working together on this project I am proud. I am proud we were able to raise two very fine young men. Young men who care. Young men who are responsible and honest. Sure, I'm their mom, but I bet you can ask anyone about our sons and you'll get those same kinds of descriptions about them. In today's world, I don't know how we did it. I've had people ask. There's no recipe for it. I usually just thank them for the kind words about my sons and leave it a that.

I am a little sad the oldest will be going away but that's what I want for him. He's marrying a wonderfully talented, intelligent, beautiful young woman who he's known since they were in high school together. He is 25, she is 22 and newly graduated from Ohio University. They will be moving away to make a life of their own together. I am proud of both of them! Now life begins anew for them!

So, I figure, this summer will be remembered just as much for the wedding as it will for the "Fence painting project". A project that bonded two brothers for one last time before going their separate ways. I am stopping now, before the tears start flowing..............

Time is all I need

I thought all I needed was time. Time to do this, time to do that, but as we all know, time gets away from us. Before we know it, it's the end of July and the things we wanted to get accomplished have moved farther and farther down the list.

I wish I could be like Hubby. He never wears a watch. He claims it's his Native American heritage, although that is a few generations removed. He rarely has concern for "what time is it?" He does ok getting to places he's suppose to be within a reasonable amount of time. I tend to be a clock watcher and have this obsessive need to know what time it is......except, when I'm working with my horses.

I do look at my watch a couple of times when I'm with them, but usually I find, I can lose an hour or two out there and it's relaxing. I don't even mind "losing" the time which used to bother me. I think I'm getting better at just enjoying the moments. That's what I'm striving for anyway. I'm sure I'll never get rid of my lists because when I mark something off my list I feel a sense of accompolishment. Maybe if I let go of the clocks a little, my need for lists will lessen too. My horses are in their own universe most of the time, and once in a while, I can go there with them.