So, is it acceptable to beg for forgiveness and grace on my blog concerning my lack of commenting over at other people's blogs? If it is, please consider this my official apology for not having visited lately. I have a good reason, really, and it has nothing to do with growing another human, chasing around the toddler, wiping the mud from Swamp Dog or being on vacation or enjoying the summer weather or sipping virgin mojitos on the beach.
I've entered a new, strange world; no, not like some crazed dimension where I time travel or rub elbows with zombies, so put your phones away if you're getting ready to call that funny farm to check on admission requirements.
I'm no longer solely a stay-at-home mom.
And I didn't just take on a job. No way. That would have seemed quite sane and rational, though a little strange three months before having a new baby.
We're crazier than that.
We bought a business. We bought a business where I am doing all of the front-of-the-house management and marketing and dear husband is doing all the back-end stuff like book keeping and data analysis that makes me want to fall asleep and snore loudly but sends chills of excitement up and down his spine.
We bought our local Curves.
You all knew I was completely and utterly sold out to Curves, though; so perhaps the actual business we bought isn't shocking. Perhaps it's just the timing. You know, with us having a 22-month-old toddler and getting ready to bring forth a squishy newborn into the world in, oh, 11 weeks. And having to chase around Swamp Dog and do the other normal things that we do like make kefir, go to a full-time job (hubby, not me), teach babywearing meetings, attend Bible study and keep the house is some working kind of order.
Yes, I know it sounds insane. But I'm really at peace about this decision, and I'm very excited. Without going into major details, I must just tell you it's a God thing. It was His timing, His prompting, His working of the details and His leading that encouraged us to actually buy the business. So even though we look like we've lost our freakin' minds to the rest of the world, God knows this is what He wanted us to do, so I probably won't end up insane in the funny farm by the first of the year.
But by then I might need a spa day on that island somewhere. Who's coming with me?? I know a great fitness club where we can work out and get our beach bodies ready. ;)