Musings.

I woke this morning to a bit of turmoil. My middle son's hamster had gotten loose during the night and was AWOL. In the process of looking for the hamster, my youngest son moved a basket in the bathroom and discovered a baby mouse.
Because no one else in the house can seem to handle rodents, I'm the unofficial Rodent Handler Extraordinaire. I climbed out of bed, shoved my hair out of my face and stumbled into the bathroom after retrieving a large plastic cup from the kitchen.
Putting the cup in front of the mouse, I gently nudged him from behind with an empty toilet paper roll (kept for the hamster). Ta-da. No biggie, right?
I then took it outside and dumped in my neighbor's yard because I'm nice like that.
Once back inside, I instructed the younger two boys to look under their beds to see if the hamster was there.
Ta-da! She was. They managed to herd her out from under the bed, I snagger her up and tucked her into her exercise ball. Mind you, this is still fresh out of bed, having been up for a whopping 5 minutes. We then proceeded to clean out the hamster cage AND the guinea pig cage.
And then I got to wake up.
*sigh* I guess that's simply payment for my very quiet and relaxed morning yesterday.
I've been in the midst of some rather deep soulsearching lately.
My oldest son is going to turn 15 this weekend. Fifteen. I cannot believe how quickly these years have flown by. My little boy isn't little anymore.
6 days following his birthday is mine and I'll be 34. It could easily be the midway point in my life. My maternal grandmother died before she turned 70. Potentially midway through my life and where am I?
I have three wonderful sons and that I wouldn't change for the world.
I have a husband that I'm not sure I want to stay with after spending 10 years fighting for my marriage.
I have been gifted with several years of being able to care for my grandparents, a year of being able to be very active in my younger sons' school life.
I've also had several years of technical unemployment, which has left me in a very precarious position. I have no way to provide for my sons if Husband and I DO separate.
I feel like there's so much more out there. Things to experience and learn and be.
I have 6 years of raising my children left. Only 6 years and then what do I do with myself??
I feel like I'm on the cusp of something but I can't say I know what it is.