Crap

Today sucked. That’s all.

Home sick today

I’m home sick today after finding out that I have bronchitis and some sinus issue this morning at the doctor. I woke up this morning feeling like my chest was going to explode every time I had to cough and my throat was even more sore than it was two nights ago. I hate staying home from work so it was a pretty big deal when I decided this morning to not go in and try to get in to see the doctor this morning. She confirmed that, yes, I was sick and yes, I did need some medicine so here are three million prescriptions to take and see me again in two days if you don’t feel any better. Off to Walgreens I went where I spent a fortune on several different medicines. I’m home now and I already feel better.

Ok, I didn’t want to write too much because I really need to nap so I’m off to go half watch HGTV while snoozing. I hope everyone out there has a great week.

Happy St. Patty’s day!

Ugh

Right now the left side of my throat feels like it’s on fire. I know it sounds like I’m exaggerating, and normally, I probably would be. Making things sound worse than they are is something I’m really good at. I’ve had lots of practice. But this time, I’m serious. This sucks. A lot.

Most of today it’s just been deep painful coughing and hacking. Now, the coughing has lessened (thank you Mucinex), but the soreness on that side of my throat is so freaking intense. I’m gonna go try some of that numbing stuff… hold on.

Ok, that helped a little, but not enough. I need to go search for some remedies…. if I find anything good, I’ll come back and share it.

Until, then, good night.

Pimpin’

My favorite blog of all time (besides yours, honey) has got to be Dooce.com. I like it because the author, Heather, has long entertained me with her style of writing and her quick wit, but also because she and her husband have a 4 year-old daughter that has virtually been conceived, born and raised on this blog. We’ve seen photos of her from when Heather was pregnant up to now starting out in school and being obsessed with princesses (very much like me).

As I’ve been reading over the last few years, I have been touched numerous times by Heather’s monthly newsletters where she writes to her daughter telling her what accomplishments and obstacles were encountered and overcome that month. She recounts funny and frustrating stories and always ends with how all of these things have caused her to love that little girl all the more. She’s the model of the kind of honesty I want to have as a parent. People get down on her often for how she approaches parenthood, but I find myself applauding her efforts and opinions often. She’s brave and different and cool.

Anyhow, enough of that, check out the site if you want to see what I’m talking about, but I will warn you there is a lot of “grown-up” language and stuff about poop. All the more reason to love it.

Oh, and she’s come out with a book… Here’s a link: Things I Learned About My Dad: Humorous and Heartfelt Essays

Go buy it, read it and tell me what you think. Good night.

It’s about that time…

Anyone who has known me for at least a year knows that I love to change my hair color, and often. I’d say every 3 months I get bored and need something new. It’s typically a change from blonde to brown or back from brown to blonde. Blonde costs A LOT more to do, obviously, so sometimes I go from brown to darker brown just to save a little cash.

Tonight, I went from blonde to medium brown. I used the Natural Instincts shade “Hazelnut”, see below…

She’s lovely, isn’t she?  So sassy with her new hair color. I like it well enough, but I don’t feel sassy.  Sigh.  Maybe a new cut….

Of where I’ve been

About two and a half years ago, I decided it was time for something new.  A new career, a new life purpose, a whole new way of looking at my existence, it was time for something that would change my life forever.  I thought I found that new thing in a career of helping others in relatively unconventional way.  I studied and I worked hard.  I put a lot of things on hold and gambled with our financial security (and credit score).  I took a Giant leap of faith and thought I was doing everything right.  And still, when all was said and done and I was ready to live out the great purpose for which I thought I was preparing, nothing happened.  Nothing like what I was expecting, anyhow.  Instead, other things changed.  Things I never saw coming.

In the end, it was me that changed the most.  Not my purpose or path in life.  I became a bit more grown-up, realistic, and, yeah, a little cynical.  I’d even say bitter on some days.  I said I’d never be all of these things and yet, there I was.  A few months ago, I was faced with the realization that perhaps this journey I had been on was not leading to a destination in the traditional sense of the term, but that the journey was the destination.  That’s all that it was ever meant to be.  I’m certainly no stranger to this concept, I just hadn’t opened my mind to the possibility that that’s all this was - a bridge.  A way to get me from who I was to whom I needed to be in order to keep going on with life.

Last Friday, I was having a conversation with someone, talking about my future and it struck me how just 3 months ago, I could not have imagined that I would be working full time again.  In an office, none the less, sending emails, and adhering to a dress code.  Last year at this time, I was on such a different path and I was such a different person.  It’s enough to make me pinch myself sometimes.  I like where I am and I feel like it’s right.  I feel like I’m back on track, still heading to where ever it is I’m meant to be.  Actually, I’m not “headed” where I’m meant to be, I AM where I’m meant to be.

I guess that’s all I can really ask for, huh?  Just the knowledge that every moment is intentional, every second is worth experiencing and nothing can be taken for granted.

Sicky Sick

For the last two weeks we’ve been fighting this crappy flu off and on.  I’ll be bad and then he’ll have it and then he’ll have it really bad and I’ll be fine only to feel crappy again by bed time.  It really sucks.

I know that most, if not all, of you out there reading this have already had the flu this year and you know what I’m talking about so I’ll stop describing it.  Yes, it’s awful and yes, it does seem to hang on and on and on.  But, why was this year so bad?

Weather?  Poor vaccination plan?  Bad hygiene?  Could be all three plus a few more that I’m sure I’m not privy to.  Either way, it sucks and I’m tired of coughing and being nasally all the time.

Spring couldn’t get here soon enough.

C.S. Lewis

If we discover a desire within us that nothing in this world can satisfy, also we should begin to wonder if perhaps we were created for another world.

C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity