Stop the Madness

March Madness in Kentucky usually means Big Blue Nation and their basketball.  I am finding it difficult to fully invest in the team this year, not only because they seem to be inconsistent, but I am really tired and not fully invested in learning their names.  I mean, seriously, they change every year, and at my ripe old age of 50, it is just exhausting.  And that is sad to me.  

My job over the last 10 years has required me to also learn new names and new faces.  I have discovered that as an introvert, and an older person (as they say in Britain), it's difficult to WANT to learn.  I remember a comedian on Bob and Tom said "I have met enough people" or something like that.  And I think I have reached that quota myself.  

Relationships are hard to maintain.  When you care about relationships, you want them to be high quality, and so there is no time for blathering about with people that are high drama, or just high maintenance (which can be the same thing actually.)  I desire deep conversations that mean something, and people that want to know who I am as much as I want to know who they are.  It's pretty easy to figure out in a relatively short period of time who actually fits that bill, and it is a very small number.  Which is good for me actually, since I have met enough people.  ha. 

Speaking of madness in March- this weather is unbelievable.  We have high sixties and even pushing seventies, and then it plummets to the 30's with snow flurries.  We are about to have another go at that for next week (it's cold now and I know this because I am burrowed under my down comforter).  With all this back and forth, I am sick for the 3rd time this winter.  It is irritating.  And of course, Lee is sick as well, although this time I got the prize for the sickest person in the house.  Coughing, fever, whole 9 yards.  So my darling husband, who is so ingenious, rigged a steam shower.  When you don't have a steam shower included in your bathroom renovation, you do this:

Pretty nifty, huh?  So he was able to steam it up and now he is talking glass to me.  He wanted to put up a glass partition during the reno and I liked it open. Mainly because I am lazy and didn't want to have to keep that high glass CLEAN (it will require a step-ladder and everything).  But NOW he says it will be so wonderful and he also wants a door-maybe one that will go all the way to the ceiling so we can actually have mold too!  I don't think this will happen and you want to know why?  It would kill his internal need and nature to MacGyver his way into and out of things.  And that is what I am here for.  Encouragement for all his gifts and all that they bring me-wink wink.