I know I should be all carpe diam and appreciating each moment like it’s a precious gift… However, if the universe offers me any more “gifts” this week, I may simply attempt to send them back. Wednesday night I was laying in bed, completely exhausted. The trying moments of the week were weighing on me. I MADE myself focus on some of the good things and started to see that they did push some of the not so good things aside. Mostly.
A snippet of the things going wrong: sat in something at the caf and didn’t realize it until I got home. A pair of my favorite pants are most likely ruined. When I was soaking them I also noticed they are getting a hole on the inner thigh. I am more disappointed than I should be but I’ve had these pants for approximately 9 years and I really like them! (I get attached easily – I was wearing shorts I got back in 1998 when I wrote this.)
I’m bloated. Had a migraine on Wednesday as my allergies are amped up on steroids. Or more precisely, the pollen is amped up on steroids. This in turn has caused a very raw nose that I’ve had to vaseline and is quite unsightly. I’m pretty embarrassed and I’ve got a comment or two. Basically, I’ve felt crummy this week for all kinds of reasons. Yesterday I *broke* my office computer, which essentially means it quit working when I attempted to turn it on. I am seriously a jinx it when it comes to electronics.
I do try to not get caught up in the whole, “my life sucks” and instead recognize that all days can’t be winner, winner chicken dinner. I get it. So, Wednesday night I started thinking of what DID go right…
My incredible niece turned 20! I just love her to pieces and I am so stinkin’ proud of her. I can’t wait to see her in a month and a half. I also got my nephew’s high school graduation announcement – so weird! I seriously dig this kid as well and I’m lucky to have them both in my life.
Run camp. Reaching out to everyone has proven to be a wise choice. I’ve received a lot of “you can dooo it(s)” from people – a great support. I don’t mind asking for help to lift a heavy box or something but when it comes to an area where I feel I should be strong, I struggle. One of my friends has a nifty plan in the works to help me get motivated and make it to those early Saturday morning runs. I’ve yet to hear what this plan is but people have my back. It gives me confidence and some hope.
If I put half as much effort into my life as I do making sure I don’t have to make a second trip after the grocery store I would be the president of the United States by now. Just an entertaining thought.
I had a solid run at lunch yesterday. I was frustrated before I left and by the time I was finished I felt like a normal person; not the crazed one who left 35 minutes earlier. I forget this feeling sometimes.
I got some free movie theater popcorn. I also went to this charity dinner gig and saw one of my Dopey running mates. Simon has been quite cuddly this week as well. The other night he was laying in the crook of my arm with one paw draped across my chest. Another heart melting moment for me.
I watched the third season of Sherlock – I thought it was great!
I recognize these aren’t earth shattering problems but sometimes when things stack up, I feel steamrolled. I know some of it is part of the stew pot of anxiety/depression and I’m working on building up my “bounce back” reserve so these silly things don’t feel like such a big deal. See? Here’s me being all Pollyanna. There’s hope for me yet. Maybe I’ll carpe of this diem.
*Edited* My sister sent me these socks today. I absolutely cried out in joy when I opened the package. Yep, I’ve got a really fantastic sister!