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She's a Rare Find

 So, earlier today someone said to me... You are a rare find.  I thought for a second and said Thank you I think!  Let me go back a bit, I spent my day mulching the yard.  When the mulch was delivered this morning I was a little in shock and forgot how much they usually drop.  But, what was i going to do but get to work.  

So, I went to barre to get my energy going and came home and worked for over 4 hours spreading the mulch.  I was completely covered in it from head to toe.  My poor fingers won't be the same for a long time. But, with that being said there is a pride that comes along with doing hard work.

If I've learned anything over these last 6 years of being alone, it would be Girl get your butt in there because no one else is going to do it for you.  And I'm really proud of all the things I have figured out or learned over the years.  I've fixed (Or solved the mystery) a leaky shower, changed a blower motor in my car, multiple filters, maintain all my yard work, the list just goes on and on.  Before I was alone I would have always asked for help.  Now, I panic for a moment sometimes even cry, then but on my big girl panties and get to work. YouTube is amazing and SO helpful.

I love everything about the person I have become.  I love being a mom, and a teacher but, if I'm honest somedays I do wish I could say tag you're it.  I CAN do it ALL, I really can.  But, I don't want to everyday.

I am real, passionate and have a great love to give.  I know when it's time to get dirty and put in the hard work but I also know when it is time to give myself grace and  slowdown.  This weekend I'm hoping to find some grace in my days and give myself a refresh from the chaos of life.

Back to the rare find... I'm not exactly sure what was meant by the statement because I didn't ask more but my guess would be the above.  I'll never stop trying and give up, I'll always be loving and supportive and help anyway I can.  I can go from covered in mulch to full makeup, heels and sassy dress in a matter of 30 minutes.  

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