so things are things. and apparently as if we do not have enough on our plates every. single. day. i decided to lose my mind and run for city council.

slow down. it is not that large of a city. around 1100 give or take. so not that big of a deal. lately our little town has been in turmoil. i guess it is part of small town charm. every decade or so there is an 'issue' of sorts. right now it happens to be an apartment complex. you see, our little town is quite rural. a farming town in it's beginning. most of the farmers have stopped farming and their families no longer carried on the tradition. we do still have some that farm, but nowhere near the numbers from when i was growing up. some did well and sold out and their children and grandchildren are living well. others got out because it was becoming a financial burden. topped with younger generations who were tired of the day in day out of the farm and wanting more for their children.

there are a lot of 'original' families and 'old money'. 'outsiders' is actually a word still used. unfortunately so is 'south of the tracks'. it is just an old little community. there are not a lot of housing options. unless your family owns land or you get lucky enough to snatch some up, which happens few and far between. however, the school district is a good one, and people want to live in our area. a local resident whose husband was born and raised here, is mayor. and they have just sold some of their land to a developer. this developer is going to put in an 80 unit complex. this has made the city mad. really mad.

so there are four new candidates running for three districts and the mayor position. and yours truly decided to run for one of those districts. it has taken me so long to write this post that i can now tell you i won. i am looking forward to it. i think. i know it will be rewarding but it is also going to be a pain. but i am locked in for two years now. so we will see how this goes.

in other news. my house is clean for mother's day!! haha! that was what i told the girls i wanted. a clean house. now please keep in mind that my house is not finished yet. still lacking a few walls on the interior to separate a couple rooms. and the master bath is not completed. but for the most part right now it's clean. if you wanna visit hurry! because in a few days the clean will turn back to clutter i am sure.

Big'K is nearing the end of her junior year. and back home from the college program. she decided to return to regular high school. senior year full steam ahead and with a bugger of a schedule. we shall see where this leads.

Lil'K is somewhat stable. although we do have plans to readmit once school is over for some medicine adjustment. we will see if that happens.

for the most part just being. that's what we are doing. just being.

well i have stumbled back into the blogging world. i get busy in life and find that it has been too long since i have visited. and i miss it. so i find myself here again.

we have internet! yay!! who would have thought something so dumb could make one so happy. maybe with the addition of being able to access the interworldnetwebs i will make appearances more often. meh. i will try.

things are things. my new normal is strange. and i do not always care for it. things feel misplaced. and lost. but it is what it is. i have made that statement so many times over the last couple of decades. and it is true. but i am beginning to dislike that phrase. quite a bit.

Lil'K is back in the hospital. it saddens me that we have to do that. at nine years old she has been in a mental institution of one caliber or another at least 6 times. i wonder if it will always be like this? and if it is...will we survive it. while walking down the hallway after leaving her in the care of her unit i said to the nurse that i did not know if it was good or bad but that admitting her was getting easier. it was no longer accompanied by a sob fest in the car. we did cry together in the assessment room. she had a rough time. begging and pleading. tearing the room up. trying to escape. running into the door. bargaining to not have to stay. but when that wave was over and her mood had returned to normal she agreed that it was the best place for her. because no matter how much she hated it, it did help. i can honestly say that the state of care surrounding mental illness in this country is a joke. and sad. and it frustrates me. and angers me.

Big'K is back from college. i believe the Asperger's got the best of her. she decided to return to a normal setting and wait until it was the right time to head to college. i am disappointed that it did not work out, but not disappointed in her or her decision. she has said that if college does not work out the second time that she is considering the military. this is the first time she has ever come close to even mentioning or accepting the military as an option. i am not sure how i feel. but we will have to see how it all works out.

other than that the house is coming along. slowly. the yellow house still sits in front of The Tin Beast. but hopefully this will be the year it gets torn down and hauled off. i hate seeing it sit there. reminding all of us of the fire.

well my friends, i do hope today finds you well. and hopefully it will not be too long until i fall into here again...