Whew! Sorry to be remiss in my blogging duties but it's been crazy busy in my world. It has been an emotional roller coaster lately. Last weekend was the mentor picnic ( all clients past and present) and don't even get me started on that!! Talk about a love fest....They gave me a beautiful glass plaque engraved withsuch heartfelt flowery accolades that I couldn't even read it because I was crying so much.Call me a bitch or yell at me and I can easily take it in stride...(Ok so if I'm working an honest program I can't say that I would EASILY take it in stride but you catch my drift....) but tell me wonderful, kind, loving things and it gets hard. I really wasn't given any practice at this as a kid or for a good portion of my adult life so it's still something I'm working on being comfortable with. Learning how to validate and honor myself(that's for you Lynda.....)comes easy now though so there is growth. So, the picnic last weekend, then my "girls" had dinner for me on Tue. night. They decided about 7 months ago to throw me a monthly dinner until I leave. It's a potluck that rotates from home to home but the constant theme is I bring only myself and there is always cake. Speaking of cake, I've put on about 5lbs in all of this because everyone knows I love-LOVE- cake. It is my cryptonite. Now, I am not one of those svelt, naturally thin girls ( I know some of you may be shocked)and I have to watch everything I eat but all bets are off right now. Cake at the picnic last weekend, the business enterprises guys (at work) brought me cake Tue., the girls of course had cake for me Tue. night, Wed was another going away potluck-with cake-and Friday was my retirement party at work with cake. My clothes are straining at the seams, I'm a bit bi-polar from the sugar induced mood swings and today I'm going to a wedding where I anticipate there will be...you guessed it...so what can I say, I have no denial around being an addict (easy cop out) and in addition to my current coffee relapse I'm over the top (over the top of my jeans!!!) with celebratory sugar.
So these are my luxury problems today-too much love and too much cake...is there really such a thing? I think not..........
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Random updates
Today I am going attempt to add a photo or two. That is, after all, a large part of why I have a blog to begin with. I want to be able to show you our travels and updat you on the progress to the house once we get down there.
Let's see....since we last spoke, I emptied out our bedroom. This needed to be done because we are doing some repairs-new sheet rock in a few portions of the ceiling and new carpet. The dressers went outside onto the deck-"not outside!" John had objected." Why not? It's not supposed to rain?" "Animals will get in them". I pictured birds and small rodents cavorting about in our underwear while our shirts and jeans hung from the trees. Out they went. The bed came up front into Emily's old room. This room is the general wayside in the sorting process. We have the yard sale pile, the Powell's Books pile, the "this goes with us to mexico" pile and the thrift store pile. My exterior now resembles my brain-chaotic,,,
Now I'll update you on John's "state". For those of you who are close, you know somewhat. For those who aren't well......I tallied up the migraine log for July this morning( as I did this, Starla the wonderdog ran back and forth from the kitchen to the bedroom and proceeded to spin in a circle like a dervish thereby wadding up the plastic dropcloth..) the month had 31 days. 9 of those were headache free.Believe it or not, this is an improvement. The depression is a bit better. We've had a decent week or so. So here's an example of what it's like from my end. We were both tired last night. I said I was going to go read for a bit, John said he was going to watch a little of the 10:00 news then join me. Around 3:00 AM he came in saying he had fallen asleep on the couch and that the TV WASN'T ON....I get up this morning, shuffle bleary eyed to the bathroom and the seat is UP...awg...next stop the kitchen. While I'm waiting for my tea water to get hot I take my Prilosec. I either use a water bottle or a big glass to take it with. Since there was an empty water bottle at the edge of the sink, I fill it up, throw back the pill and start to chug. Two gulps into the bottle I spew into the sink and head for the bedroom-the one with John and the piles-"what did you have in that water bottle?"I demand angrily while visions of writhing and wretching dance through my head. "Which one?" "The one that had something other than water in it!" " Oh. I put some of the moss killer I was using on the roof yesterday in one but it's outside".......So there you have it. A little glimpse into my world. I will now attempt to attach a couple of visual aids for you....OK, I'm about to rip my hair out so you may not get the pics.....
Let's see....since we last spoke, I emptied out our bedroom. This needed to be done because we are doing some repairs-new sheet rock in a few portions of the ceiling and new carpet. The dressers went outside onto the deck-"not outside!" John had objected." Why not? It's not supposed to rain?" "Animals will get in them". I pictured birds and small rodents cavorting about in our underwear while our shirts and jeans hung from the trees. Out they went. The bed came up front into Emily's old room. This room is the general wayside in the sorting process. We have the yard sale pile, the Powell's Books pile, the "this goes with us to mexico" pile and the thrift store pile. My exterior now resembles my brain-chaotic,,,
Now I'll update you on John's "state". For those of you who are close, you know somewhat. For those who aren't well......I tallied up the migraine log for July this morning( as I did this, Starla the wonderdog ran back and forth from the kitchen to the bedroom and proceeded to spin in a circle like a dervish thereby wadding up the plastic dropcloth..) the month had 31 days. 9 of those were headache free.Believe it or not, this is an improvement. The depression is a bit better. We've had a decent week or so. So here's an example of what it's like from my end. We were both tired last night. I said I was going to go read for a bit, John said he was going to watch a little of the 10:00 news then join me. Around 3:00 AM he came in saying he had fallen asleep on the couch and that the TV WASN'T ON....I get up this morning, shuffle bleary eyed to the bathroom and the seat is UP...awg...next stop the kitchen. While I'm waiting for my tea water to get hot I take my Prilosec. I either use a water bottle or a big glass to take it with. Since there was an empty water bottle at the edge of the sink, I fill it up, throw back the pill and start to chug. Two gulps into the bottle I spew into the sink and head for the bedroom-the one with John and the piles-"what did you have in that water bottle?"I demand angrily while visions of writhing and wretching dance through my head. "Which one?" "The one that had something other than water in it!" " Oh. I put some of the moss killer I was using on the roof yesterday in one but it's outside".......So there you have it. A little glimpse into my world. I will now attempt to attach a couple of visual aids for you....OK, I'm about to rip my hair out so you may not get the pics.....
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