What a brilliant Saturday morning!

I stumbled into bed this morning at 5:34. I stole all the heat I could get from a sleepy G and then passed out until 7. That's when E generally begins his morning singing/baby banter. I gently nudged (or persistantly poked) G until he got up to feed and love E in the manner to which he has become accustomed.

I woke up again at 9:30 and immediately thought, "My auction on ebay is ending!!"
I wiped the sleep from my eyes, threw on a t-shirt and ran down the stairs to check my bid status.

Chloe Equestrian

Still winning.

Thank Christ for that.

I want this bag so bad I can't stop thinking about it. It's been improperly listed so isn't getting the attention it so rightly deserves. I only found it as I was looking for orange leather bags.
It's Chloe. It's sexy. The seller stated that it used to belong to her husbands nan who passed away recently. Hmm.. put people off much?

Not me! I fucking want it even more! What sort of nan has a bag like this? A nan I'd like to have! I keep imagining her, all full of life, strutting about with my soon-to-be arm candy...

I don't imagine for a minute that I won't get this bag even though there is a price limit. I generally get everything I truly desire although that's seldom something material. Life just seems to work that way for me. Or is it my optimism? Does being optimistic make me more likely to think my life is great because I focus on the good things rather than the bad?

Take for instance the fact that I dreamily look at bags on ebay all the time and have never fell in love with ANY of them until this one and then G got a nice bonus at work we weren't expecting and, TA-DA! I can afford to bid! Hmm...

Recently my mother in law said to me:

"T, considering what's happened to the two of you over the past year..."

"How do you mean?" Truly perplexed. "This past year has been the best year yet for G and I. We are more in love than ever!"

"Well, it wasn't really, was it? I mean, You left him just under a year ago and he was here depressed and unable to cope without knowing if things would work out. Then you did come back but left again and then came back and broke your leg, and then G had to go on anti-depressants and then you almost died..."

"Is that how you see our life this year? Because I don't see it that way. I see that G and I almost ENDED but that we bounced back from that to where we are now, madly, passionately in love having conquered the problems we thought were insurmountable. How amazing is that?
We've changed our lives, first with taking in G's sister and nephew N after her divorce, then we totally revamped our lifestyle and diet and THEN we took on this relocation to Toronto in September.
This past year has been the best thing that could have happened to us and G feels the same way." Rant over.

Why had I become so defensive?

{long pause}

"You know, I hadn't thought of it that way." She said. And then, in typical mother-in-law fashion, continued, "but realistically....!"

I tuned out right about then.

SO who cares whether I think I have amazing luck and an uncanny ability to get what I want or whether I'm just like everybody else and I only CHOOSE to see what I want.

Auction ended. Bag mine.

So I suppose, either way, I'm one lucky girl.