Believe it or Not

We are still moving my Mom's stuff out of her house. We are almost done with just one bathroom and closet remaining. Will it ever end? We now need to clean the house. I am just ready to pay for a maid service to come in and clean it. My back says it wants nothing to do with cleaning base boards.

Today was such a beautiful day outside. People were outside and birds were chirping. Yet, I felt like a little kid that has been grounded. I could look out the windows and see people enjoying the pool or just sitting around the pool sun bathing. I wanted to be there, but there is work that needs to be done.

When I was about 8 years old, I was sent to my room. More then likely, I had been "talking back" which is something I mastered at a young age. I had a toy chest that sat right under my window. I would go and sit on it and watch all the kids play in the street. I would sob just knowing I wouldn't be able to come out and play. I just wanted to go outside and run around, play, laugh and just be happy.

After today, I really miss my toy box.