Oh, how I wish I knew what I wanted to be when I grow up. I'm still trying to figure that out. I find myself envious of those people who seem to know what they want and seem to be doing what they love - or can at least tolerate well enough. How do they do it?
I have a rule. The moment I am truly unhappy - and I mean truly, not just stressed out in the moment, or because I'm new, or whatever - I give it some time, usually, and then if I am still unhappy, then I know that's real. And that's when I start looking for something else. Truth be told, if certain things were different at a certain place I used to work, I'd probably go back in a heartbeat. But alas, I know it's impossible for those certain things to be changed. And so I still seek...Seek that position/career path that I will actually enjoy.
I suppose there are reasons for my keeping up with a state licensure as a "just in case" - which is actually my reasoning for getting the license in the first place - just in case I got laid off. As my employer at that time was having layoffs at least once a year. Funny enough, two weeks before I started training for that license, it was my turn to get laid off. But I've only ever worked for myself, having a very small private practice and never working for anyone else. These days though? I am considering it. My only fear, or concern, is that I have some financial obligations that I'm not willing to forego. Though i've always firmly believed that you can almost always adjust your lifestyle as needed.
Then again...what if that is what I am supposed to be doing? I never wanted to do it full-time unless it was necessary...but maybe I should have, because it does make me happy. So maybe I should work to become a healer of sorts. I had aspirations to do so in my younger years...yoga teacher, massage, Reiki, reflexology...but dash it all, that darn need for financial security and stability has always gotten in the way. But maybe, just maybe, I should just take a leap of faith. A terrifying leap into the unknown. And with no safety net....maybe I need to wait a little longer, build up a financial safety net. I mean, I'm single - not that marriage would necessarily be better, but I feel like my married friends do have that safety net - but there is no other income in this household other than mine. and that scares me half to death. I know we should not live our lives based on fear - and I don't think I am - but I really find it necessary to have some kind of financial security.
On the other hand...if taking that leap of faith will ultimately make me happy doing what I'm doing...Maybe I should just jump. Hmmm....more thinking is needed, I feel.
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Tuesday, July 12, 2016
Compartmentalization.
Last week, while I was on a business trip, I received some very sad news; a younger family member had unexpectedly died. I had just gotten to my hotel when I got the news; I had been trying to talk myself into going out to eat and for some reason could not get excited about it. Guess my intuition was trying to tell me something. I ended up ordering room service (not bad, but it of course ended up just sitting heavy on my stomach because of the sadness). The member of my extended family had been a kind, funny, handsome man and wonderful father. Since I was on a business trip, though, I couldn't really mourn. It took all evening to process the news, and file it away to grieve later. That's not to say I wasn't sad - I was horribly, terribly sad, and my heart was so heavy - but there was nothing I could do but to keep that branch of my family in my thoughts, in my prayers, and chug along until I got home and/or learned of the service arrangements.
Yesterday I saw the obituary. It hit me then, it really did. I had already made plans to go to the memorial service later this week, and so had that in mind while I worked to get through the next few days on the job. I've been able to talk about it a little while at work - again, compartmentalizing so I can maintain a level of professionalism with, say, my supervisor - but when at home, it keeps hitting me. Which is fine - I need to grieve now so I can better handle the memorial service in a few days. (I do try to keep in mind that those who are closer to the deceased and grieving harder do NOT need to deal with MY grief...I haven't worded that very clearly but I hope you get my meaning.)
I generally don't let myself cry often - it's not pretty when I cry, all redness and such - plus I get a headache, my sinuses hurt and my eyes/contacts sting. So I dislike it. But last night it really hit me - his death - and my sadness for his immediate family. I cannot imagine what they are going through, or what anyone goes through when someone unexpectedly and suddenly just...dies. And it just hurt me.
It's hitting me tonight, a bit. It's not really going to get any easier on me - I'm an emotional person - until after the funeral. But I am going to try to be strong for the family - because, as I said, they are dealing with their own grief and do not need to deal with mine.
Give your family members a hug. Let them know how much you love them, because you never know what tomorrow may bring. And remember too that you never know what may be happening behind the scenes.
[And just a side note/rant: There is nothing wrong with being strong, it does NOT mean that I do not have emotions and feelings and it does NOT mean that I don't express them...and I would seriously like to throat-punch whoever made "emotion" into the verb "to emote". That is the worst, most clinical word ever - and a friend who sometimes doesn't know when to turn it off once told me, when I had gotten teary and upset once, that i had done well to emote. I seriously wanted to kick her in the shin. If I am teary, if I am upset, don't fucking tell me how good it is to emote. Tell me to let it all out, that it's ok, something, ANYTHING but saying "emote" and clinicalizing my feelings and my actions/reactions. (Unless, of course, you are an actual clinician but even then, don't you dare say it to me.)]
Yesterday I saw the obituary. It hit me then, it really did. I had already made plans to go to the memorial service later this week, and so had that in mind while I worked to get through the next few days on the job. I've been able to talk about it a little while at work - again, compartmentalizing so I can maintain a level of professionalism with, say, my supervisor - but when at home, it keeps hitting me. Which is fine - I need to grieve now so I can better handle the memorial service in a few days. (I do try to keep in mind that those who are closer to the deceased and grieving harder do NOT need to deal with MY grief...I haven't worded that very clearly but I hope you get my meaning.)
I generally don't let myself cry often - it's not pretty when I cry, all redness and such - plus I get a headache, my sinuses hurt and my eyes/contacts sting. So I dislike it. But last night it really hit me - his death - and my sadness for his immediate family. I cannot imagine what they are going through, or what anyone goes through when someone unexpectedly and suddenly just...dies. And it just hurt me.
It's hitting me tonight, a bit. It's not really going to get any easier on me - I'm an emotional person - until after the funeral. But I am going to try to be strong for the family - because, as I said, they are dealing with their own grief and do not need to deal with mine.
Give your family members a hug. Let them know how much you love them, because you never know what tomorrow may bring. And remember too that you never know what may be happening behind the scenes.
[And just a side note/rant: There is nothing wrong with being strong, it does NOT mean that I do not have emotions and feelings and it does NOT mean that I don't express them...and I would seriously like to throat-punch whoever made "emotion" into the verb "to emote". That is the worst, most clinical word ever - and a friend who sometimes doesn't know when to turn it off once told me, when I had gotten teary and upset once, that i had done well to emote. I seriously wanted to kick her in the shin. If I am teary, if I am upset, don't fucking tell me how good it is to emote. Tell me to let it all out, that it's ok, something, ANYTHING but saying "emote" and clinicalizing my feelings and my actions/reactions. (Unless, of course, you are an actual clinician but even then, don't you dare say it to me.)]
Saturday, June 18, 2016
Overused.
I just have to get this off my chest. Truly. In the digital age especially, there are some words used that just really need to have limits.
Thanks to social media (I'm guessing, anyway), we now have the written word all over the damn place, and thanks to laziness (again, guessing), we have overuse of certain words. I mean, really...(and yes, that's probably one of them right there!).... We are all adults. Many of us are (over?)educated...I like to think most have at least a high school education (diploma or GED). Did you know that newspapers and magazines generally write to a 4th or 5th grade reading level? I remember learning that in grade school and being rather surprised. I understand periodicals needing to reach a wide audience, though.
The thing is, we need to use our brains a bit more. Instead of using the same tired old phrases, let's try to work on some vocabulary and heck, even creativity.
Can we please find another word for "yummy"? Pretty please? I am so tired of it. Same for "noms", "adorbs", "totes", etc. It's not cute. It's not hip. It's pretty damn annoying.
And how about "too cute", "too funny", "TOO" anything? Do you mean it's too whatever, so much so you can't handle it? Like maybe you shouldn't even be looking at it?
(oh, I know "like" is another one...but so help me that one is hard to remove from speech, much less writing.)
And please...for the love of God...learn how to spell "DEFINITELY". It's really not the same thing as "defiantly"...and "definately" is not a word. Also - there are two "a"s in "separate", not three "e"s.
Ooooh, another one: AWE is a feeling of reverential respect/fear/wonder. AWW is a polite noise one makes when one sees or reads or is told something that causes an emotion (e.g. something is very cute, or very saddening, etc.) This one drives me up. the. wall. And yet NOBODY seems to get it.
Sigh... That's all I can think of right now. Any others?
Update: Thought of a couple more. :)
"Kiddo" is a word that for some reason grates on my nerves. I know, it's a cutesy way to talk about your offspring and/or others'.
"Sweet". Surely we can find other words to describe the kindness of others? "My sweet husband..", "my sweet friend", etc.
Thanks to social media (I'm guessing, anyway), we now have the written word all over the damn place, and thanks to laziness (again, guessing), we have overuse of certain words. I mean, really...(and yes, that's probably one of them right there!).... We are all adults. Many of us are (over?)educated...I like to think most have at least a high school education (diploma or GED). Did you know that newspapers and magazines generally write to a 4th or 5th grade reading level? I remember learning that in grade school and being rather surprised. I understand periodicals needing to reach a wide audience, though.
The thing is, we need to use our brains a bit more. Instead of using the same tired old phrases, let's try to work on some vocabulary and heck, even creativity.
Can we please find another word for "yummy"? Pretty please? I am so tired of it. Same for "noms", "adorbs", "totes", etc. It's not cute. It's not hip. It's pretty damn annoying.
And how about "too cute", "too funny", "TOO" anything? Do you mean it's too whatever, so much so you can't handle it? Like maybe you shouldn't even be looking at it?
(oh, I know "like" is another one...but so help me that one is hard to remove from speech, much less writing.)
And please...for the love of God...learn how to spell "DEFINITELY". It's really not the same thing as "defiantly"...and "definately" is not a word. Also - there are two "a"s in "separate", not three "e"s.
Ooooh, another one: AWE is a feeling of reverential respect/fear/wonder. AWW is a polite noise one makes when one sees or reads or is told something that causes an emotion (e.g. something is very cute, or very saddening, etc.) This one drives me up. the. wall. And yet NOBODY seems to get it.
Sigh... That's all I can think of right now. Any others?
Update: Thought of a couple more. :)
"Kiddo" is a word that for some reason grates on my nerves. I know, it's a cutesy way to talk about your offspring and/or others'.
"Sweet". Surely we can find other words to describe the kindness of others? "My sweet husband..", "my sweet friend", etc.
Sunday, July 20, 2014
...be present...
I've practiced yoga for years, and one of the hardest tenets is to be present in the moment. Don't think about the future, don't focus on the past, but just be in the moment. So very difficult but I think when you are able to do it, then life is so much more...enjoyable. Because you are not thinking about what you need to do tomorrow (or even later today) or fretting about something that you did yesterday (or an hour ago). You are noticing the NOW and everything with it. Even trying to take pictures takes away from the moment....though we are all guilty of wanting the perfect photo to remember by.
I think part of this practice is to also notice how you are feeling in each moment, and how (or if) it is serving you. If someone is saying something to you and you are feeling negative (or having a negative reaction), perhaps you should stop, take a moment, and consider what it is that is making you feel this way, why, and where the other person is coming from. Because you can change how you react. I feel like many of us react before really considering what is going on, which can then make the other person defensive and then any further discussion is ultimately not very fruitful. But if you are in the moment, maybe you take a few seconds to digest what they have to say, can maybe see why they are saying it, and can have a more positive or more productive response which may lead to better results. This too is difficult because I feel like we have become so addicted to instant gratification - and I saw a quote recently too that states it perfectly: "We do not listen to understand, we listen to reply." As someone is speaking to us, instead of being present in the moment, we start analyzing what they are saying, and - more so - we are preparing our response...but without truly and completely listening to them.
These are habits or practices that I am by no means an expert at, but that seem to me to make sense to make life just a little bit better.
I think part of this practice is to also notice how you are feeling in each moment, and how (or if) it is serving you. If someone is saying something to you and you are feeling negative (or having a negative reaction), perhaps you should stop, take a moment, and consider what it is that is making you feel this way, why, and where the other person is coming from. Because you can change how you react. I feel like many of us react before really considering what is going on, which can then make the other person defensive and then any further discussion is ultimately not very fruitful. But if you are in the moment, maybe you take a few seconds to digest what they have to say, can maybe see why they are saying it, and can have a more positive or more productive response which may lead to better results. This too is difficult because I feel like we have become so addicted to instant gratification - and I saw a quote recently too that states it perfectly: "We do not listen to understand, we listen to reply." As someone is speaking to us, instead of being present in the moment, we start analyzing what they are saying, and - more so - we are preparing our response...but without truly and completely listening to them.
These are habits or practices that I am by no means an expert at, but that seem to me to make sense to make life just a little bit better.
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Fear
What am I afraid of?
Oh, the usual things, I suppose.
Spiders.
Snakes.
Creepy crawlies.
Bird poop.
Losing a close family member (or any family member really, or any loved one).
Loss of my dog - I know she's "just" a dog, but she is my baby.
Failure.
Financial instability.
Saying too much, or the wrong thing.
Not saying enough.
Tornadoes.
Burning my house down. Seriously. It's taken me this long to finally use a crockpot, and I still worry.
Oh, the usual things, I suppose.
Spiders.
Snakes.
Creepy crawlies.
Bird poop.
Losing a close family member (or any family member really, or any loved one).
Loss of my dog - I know she's "just" a dog, but she is my baby.
Failure.
Financial instability.
Saying too much, or the wrong thing.
Not saying enough.
Tornadoes.
Burning my house down. Seriously. It's taken me this long to finally use a crockpot, and I still worry.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Days 6 through 10...
This whole "100 happy days" thing is hard to keep up with! Ergo, here are Days 6-10:
Day 6: When a cheesecake (or two) and gas money can take care of air conditioner issues.
Day 7: Dancing so much I done broke my dancin' shoes
Day 8: One content little dog, during the spring, thoroughly enjoying the new front door. And keeping an eye on the neighborhood.
Day 9: Getting awesome fortunes from fortune cookies :)
Day 10: A last-minute, unexpected invite out for a night of much-needed laughter.
What do I do?
The task for this post is, if you couldn't answer with your job, how would you answer the question "what do you do?"
Hmmm... a toughie. And given that this is a standard "small talk" question, a "getting to know you" type thing, difficult to answer when you can't just say, "Oh I work for a _________ company doing __________."
So what do I do?
I take care of my dog. And sometimes my parents' dog.
I practice yoga. And sometimes meditate.
I try to eat healthfully and deliciously - sometimes the two are not the same. :)
I drink wine. (and beer, and cocktails...but preferably wine, as I get older.)
I try to be a good friend/sister/cousin/niece/daughter.
I laugh. Not as much as I would like, but I do enjoy when I do.
I definitely overanalyze. It's part of what makes me good at what pays the bills. But it can be rough on other aspects of my life.
I try to live in the moment - often difficult (see above).
I work at being happy and content, and focusing on the positive rather than the negative (it's so easy to get pulled into that pit of negativity).
Sometimes, I cook. And bake. And occasionally I share the results with others.
I travel - though not as often as I would like, and there are so many places that I want to see, and not enough time or money to do it. But my vacations have been awesome. :)
I read. A lot.
I love to learn new things. (But I hate those "life lessons" that always such but apparently build character ;)
Occasionally I try my hand at being artsy-craftsy.
I try to grow a bit each day to better myself. Sometimes that's through yoga/meditation, or through the people I interact with, or something I read...but betterment of self is always a goal.
Have a lovely day!
Hmmm... a toughie. And given that this is a standard "small talk" question, a "getting to know you" type thing, difficult to answer when you can't just say, "Oh I work for a _________ company doing __________."
So what do I do?
I take care of my dog. And sometimes my parents' dog.
I practice yoga. And sometimes meditate.
I try to eat healthfully and deliciously - sometimes the two are not the same. :)
I drink wine. (and beer, and cocktails...but preferably wine, as I get older.)
I try to be a good friend/sister/cousin/niece/daughter.
I laugh. Not as much as I would like, but I do enjoy when I do.
I definitely overanalyze. It's part of what makes me good at what pays the bills. But it can be rough on other aspects of my life.
I try to live in the moment - often difficult (see above).
I work at being happy and content, and focusing on the positive rather than the negative (it's so easy to get pulled into that pit of negativity).
Sometimes, I cook. And bake. And occasionally I share the results with others.
I travel - though not as often as I would like, and there are so many places that I want to see, and not enough time or money to do it. But my vacations have been awesome. :)
I read. A lot.
I love to learn new things. (But I hate those "life lessons" that always such but apparently build character ;)
Occasionally I try my hand at being artsy-craftsy.
I try to grow a bit each day to better myself. Sometimes that's through yoga/meditation, or through the people I interact with, or something I read...but betterment of self is always a goal.
Have a lovely day!
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Who do ya love?
You can't choose your family (though mine is pretty stinkin' awesome, in general), and your friends are the family you choose. I have happened upon some pretty stinkin' awesome friends who are part of my family now, and tonight showed me just how much.
I've had a bit of a rough week and went to my yoga studio tonight hoping that a class would help. One of my friends, Cathy, noticed when she arrived for class that I looked upset, that something was really bothering me. As did some of my other friends, though they didn't truly realize how much until after class. So during class, i could tell I was taking things personally that were DEFINITELY not any kind of personal attack, not even remotely so. And after class I just boogied right on out of there after putting away my props and gathering my stuff. Cathy managed to catch me on my way out the door, and we chatted a bit on the way to the elevator (and bless her heart, she rode with me too, since I have pissy knees that can't do the stairs right now). By the time we got to the ground floor (which was all of about 30 seconds, since we were only on the 2nd), I was teary. Then my friends Elizabeth, Terri, and Suzie joined us, and all helped me so much. I have needed to cry for so very long - that good cry that is so cleansing. But as a single woman, I have always felt like I have to put up a strong front - "I am a strong and independent woman, and can do it all!" so I can't even remember the last time I cried. I still didn't get that full-on ugly cry (like I'm pretty sure I need to) but I did get a little out, and I hope by tomorrow I am feeling better. I love these ladies, and obviously I feel safe enough to be vulnerable around them. Not to mention such words of wisdom, as I approach my 40s and the hormonal changes that will inevitably occur with the 40s (if not sooner).
Namaste. And may you have such wonderful friends as these that I have found.
I've had a bit of a rough week and went to my yoga studio tonight hoping that a class would help. One of my friends, Cathy, noticed when she arrived for class that I looked upset, that something was really bothering me. As did some of my other friends, though they didn't truly realize how much until after class. So during class, i could tell I was taking things personally that were DEFINITELY not any kind of personal attack, not even remotely so. And after class I just boogied right on out of there after putting away my props and gathering my stuff. Cathy managed to catch me on my way out the door, and we chatted a bit on the way to the elevator (and bless her heart, she rode with me too, since I have pissy knees that can't do the stairs right now). By the time we got to the ground floor (which was all of about 30 seconds, since we were only on the 2nd), I was teary. Then my friends Elizabeth, Terri, and Suzie joined us, and all helped me so much. I have needed to cry for so very long - that good cry that is so cleansing. But as a single woman, I have always felt like I have to put up a strong front - "I am a strong and independent woman, and can do it all!" so I can't even remember the last time I cried. I still didn't get that full-on ugly cry (like I'm pretty sure I need to) but I did get a little out, and I hope by tomorrow I am feeling better. I love these ladies, and obviously I feel safe enough to be vulnerable around them. Not to mention such words of wisdom, as I approach my 40s and the hormonal changes that will inevitably occur with the 40s (if not sooner).
Namaste. And may you have such wonderful friends as these that I have found.
Monday, July 7, 2014
"I love..."
A favorite quote from one of my favorite movies, When Harry Met Sally:
"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
(hahaha another favorite quote? "I'll have what she's having..." from the famous diner scene)
It's a favorite movie because, I suppose, it shows that people can become friends, that there really is a man out there for me, and it may even be someone I already know (though I kinda doubt that part, but who knows?). I love the quote - I love the scene - because after some 12 years of running into each other and becoming friends and having a big fight and not speaking...after all this life, he realizes that she really is the one for him (oooh, sorry if I ruined it for anybody ;) I guess it gives me hope. I so SO love this movie. Even though it's (egad!) over 25 years old....it just never gets old.
"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
(hahaha another favorite quote? "I'll have what she's having..." from the famous diner scene)
It's a favorite movie because, I suppose, it shows that people can become friends, that there really is a man out there for me, and it may even be someone I already know (though I kinda doubt that part, but who knows?). I love the quote - I love the scene - because after some 12 years of running into each other and becoming friends and having a big fight and not speaking...after all this life, he realizes that she really is the one for him (oooh, sorry if I ruined it for anybody ;) I guess it gives me hope. I so SO love this movie. Even though it's (egad!) over 25 years old....it just never gets old.
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Oh yeah...
Day 2 of "100 happy days": Painting with a Twist with a friend and some wine. :)
And Day 3: Having friends who are creative and artsy-craftsy has given me more confidence to try that myself. :)
Friday, July 4, 2014
In a Nutshell...
I was born in the Great White North, but my family moved to the much warmer state of Texas when I was 3. I grew up in the town that the book and movie (but not the TV show, not really) "Friday Night Lights" is about. Yah. High school football forced upon one starting at a very young age. I played piano for three years, violin for one, and French horn for 6 (and cornet for about 5 minutes). I haven't played any instruments in over 20 years, and I miss it. Going to the symphony now makes me emotional because of that. I'm a huge fan (and loyal alumnus) of Texas Tech (and our current football coach, if you must know). After graduating from college aI moved to Austin and have been here ever since. Humidity and all, I love it here - though there is so much to do here and I don't often do much of it, I love having the option. A little over 12 years ago I got myself a puppy - a sweet little miniature pinscher named Hannah. I love her dearly, and though she's getting older and a bit stiffer, she still acts like a younger dog and always makes me smile. I have an adorable nephew on the West Coast (and an awesome brother and sister-in-law). I have a great relationship with my parents. I've never been married though I don't count it out, but just haven't found the right guy and the last few years haven't looked very hard for him either.
Thursday, July 3, 2014
It's been awhile...
QUITE a while, actually. I have been so busy with Life that this has totally fallen by the wayside. Vacations and anything else interesting has not made it on here. So, in the interest of improving my writing (and typing!) skills, I'm going to start blogging again.
I tried to look up those "blog a day" challenges to see if that would work for me...I'm not sure. I'll see. I'm kind of intrigued by the #100HappyDays thing....I actually thought when I saw a distant cousin constantly posting with that hashtag that he was Seriously In Love and waiting on his Beloved to get her visa and come back to this country. I didn't realize until...yesterday, I think...that this was actually A Thing. So...maybe. But that's simply a photo, right? No actual writing necessary. And I want to write.
For the last several months I've been in a new job that doesn't require a whole lot of writing or typing - and what little it does is repetitive and very dry. And it ties me even more to a desk all day than I have ever been. Thus, I need to regroup and remember my goals for 2014: to regain a consistent yoga practice, to move more in general, to declutter my house/life, and to pay off some things and add to my savings.
Yep, got a bit away from that. Tends to happen when your entire life gets disrupted thanks to the air conditioner deciding to quit. THAT is NOT a good thing, especially when one lives in the great state of Texas...and it's summer. Granted, this summer has not yet been super hot - it's only been in the 90s so far (believe me, that's not truly hot...we are just starting to be in the mid 90s regularly, and I hope and pray that our triple-digit-temperature days are kept to a minimum this year). So I've been incredibly thankful that I have family nearby that my dog and I can stay with when such things happen, and friends who know how to fix such things.
On another note, here is my first post (and no, I don't think I'll be hashtagging anything - so not a fan of that, though I do occasionally give in): 100 Happy Days: My little dog makes me smile every. single. day. I love her!
I tried to look up those "blog a day" challenges to see if that would work for me...I'm not sure. I'll see. I'm kind of intrigued by the #100HappyDays thing....I actually thought when I saw a distant cousin constantly posting with that hashtag that he was Seriously In Love and waiting on his Beloved to get her visa and come back to this country. I didn't realize until...yesterday, I think...that this was actually A Thing. So...maybe. But that's simply a photo, right? No actual writing necessary. And I want to write.
For the last several months I've been in a new job that doesn't require a whole lot of writing or typing - and what little it does is repetitive and very dry. And it ties me even more to a desk all day than I have ever been. Thus, I need to regroup and remember my goals for 2014: to regain a consistent yoga practice, to move more in general, to declutter my house/life, and to pay off some things and add to my savings.
Yep, got a bit away from that. Tends to happen when your entire life gets disrupted thanks to the air conditioner deciding to quit. THAT is NOT a good thing, especially when one lives in the great state of Texas...and it's summer. Granted, this summer has not yet been super hot - it's only been in the 90s so far (believe me, that's not truly hot...we are just starting to be in the mid 90s regularly, and I hope and pray that our triple-digit-temperature days are kept to a minimum this year). So I've been incredibly thankful that I have family nearby that my dog and I can stay with when such things happen, and friends who know how to fix such things.
On another note, here is my first post (and no, I don't think I'll be hashtagging anything - so not a fan of that, though I do occasionally give in): 100 Happy Days: My little dog makes me smile every. single. day. I love her!
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