Ever since my gallbladder ruptured I’ve changed. Some people probably think I just have a chip on my shoulder but that’s not it at all. Lately I just don’t have any interest in petty things. I just think there is more to life than the dumb little problems.

I live in a group of town houses. One set of our neighbours are livid right now, I’ll call them F & S. I guess something happened in their garden but I’m not exactly sure what. They are blaming one of the neighborhood kids, presumably one of the little ones like Thing 1 or one of the other 2 boys his age. They have been mouthing off that we are all horrible parents and how could we let our kids do that. We have no respect and aren’t teaching it to our kids. First off I know we’d never let Thing 1 damage someone’s property. On the day in question every family (including us) that has kids weren’t even home and also our lawn was torn up that day too and I suspect it was an animal.

Anyway’s, the point of this boring story is that normally I’d be bothered and want to clear my good name. Ever since I was sick I just don’t care anymore. Let them do and say whatever they want I have far better things to do than worry about their petty crap. It isn’t just limited to F & S, it applies to everything. Someone can be riding my butt on the highway when I am already 20kms over the limit and still in the slow lane. I don’t care how many times they honk or flip me up they can change lanes. I’m not moving over. Even my friends and family are noticing but I think they think I’m bitchy. Perhaps I am but it’s just because I have no interest in putting up with crap.

I suppose I need to fine tune my lack of caring to not be so bitchy. I suppose I should just ignore the crap instead of calling people on it.

Another thing being sick has done is made me think about if my family is complete or not. I`m still a little apprehensive on the idea of being pregnant again but I do want another child. I`m not thinking any time soon or anything like that and if it takes as long as Thing 2 did then add that time too but I just know I want it. Hubby still needs a little convincing. Again though that comes back to how my mind has changed lately. I just think life is short and family is the most important part. I don`t really care about having to figure out how to handle more kids than bedrooms, I don`t care if we`d have to replace our car with a dreaded Minivan which we both hate… that stuff is just *stuff*.

This is just like a new found freedom.