Saturday, August 15, 2009
Well, I've been in a bit of a slump lately. Not much motivated to exercise or log much of anything, or in fact do much of any thing.
After some reflection, and "discussion" with friends, I think it's because I am back to work in the Kindergarten soon, and I've enjoyed being a SAHM for the better part of the last 5 months.
I have been disappointed in myself for not getting ALL the jobs on "my list" done, especially with the additional time I had off while on medical leave. But, the bottom line is I did get a lot done, and I still have some time to get at the rest. I'll look at my slump time as rest, regeneration and introspection and learn from it, and get moving.
I took a page from T's book and scheduled my turn at the neighborhood "girl's night". That gives me a deadline to work for. (I rarely allow myself to miss on those.) That will force me to get at that dining room, and weed out around the deck. Will host outside if possible, but have to be ready for the possibility that we're inside. That will also get my turn done BEFORE school starts. I do not need to be trying to host in September with school starting, and sports starting for the kids, and my BILs big 50th party to help host.
I know I haven't back slid too far, my smaller clothes still fit, and I'm still ordering Chicken Fiesta salads from McDonald's (and so is my 13 year old now!)
So, the glass is still half full, and I will be a busy girl for the next few weeks, with a full calendar, I always get more done... I think too much unscheduled time may be good for my soul, but not my body, or my home.
Balance is coming easier, but I'm no yogi yet!
Saturday, August 01, 2009
"All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust."
J.M. Barrie- Peter Pan
I just love this quote, if everyone lived this way what a great world it would be. To my mind...
... LIfe is so much better if you can trust and have faith in those around you. If you have faith and trust most of the time that means LOVE. Love of a person, love of your God.... love.
... the pixie dust, the brilliant antidote. If people just looked for the miracles that seem like magic in the world.... stopped trying to control... looked on the bright side.... had more fun...
Well, I can dream, can't I?
Monday, July 20, 2009
Here's a (busier than usual) day in the life...
-Got up at 7am, at the pool by 7:50 for the kids' swim practice. Friend Fran and I walked for 50 minutes while our kids swam. I caught up with some friends and then
left the pool for a
-10am chiropractor appt.
-Abby had a 2:30 physical for camp and school.
-Dropped camp physical form off at the church
-Dropped Abby off at home
-Dropped prescription off for Tommy
-I had a 4pm hair appt. ...the roots were looking bad.
-Got home and checked on DH who has an abscessed tooth and was at the dentist for the second time since his crown replacement LAST Monday
- made dinner as nobody thought about eating though by now it was 6pm
-Sat for half an hour before Abby reminded me I promised (I hate it when I do that) to help her get her ceiling painted TONIGHT. So, I got myself off the couch and changed into paint clothes. At this point I donned a clear plastic shower cap (YOU MAY LAUGH NOW) to protect my hair investment. Abby and Claire rolled on the floor howling "you look like a Lunch mom"
-Painted half the ceiling, uneventful and instructional for Abby
-got to the ceiling fan... no problem DH had told me how to take it off... I did as I was told, and Abby held as I painted, then we went to put it back up. Uhhh Ohhhh. I did what I had done in reverse, no luck, I'm sweating, Abby's arms seemed to be falling off. Finally gave up and got DH up to help us. (I hate it when I can't finish what I start.) He couldn't get it either. Finally we get one screw to hold and stick an awl in t he other hole til the morning. Did make DH laugh, though... I was so hot and sweaty my shower cap was steamed up.
-Fan is in place if not permanently, but it is now 10:20pm and I've got to finish the ceiling so that it can dry overnight, and through the day tomorrow and be taped to paint.
I came down from the bedroom to watch the news and breathe. I need a shower and to wash my hair (which I was trying to avoid) but, at least there's no paint in it. Whew!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Was on a week long fun family (Can you say 40 relatives ranging in age from 2 to 69?) vacation last week. We ate, drank,swam, floated in the lake, played Scrabble, boated and sat around the campfire.
On Thursday, I was the (in the water ) instructor as my son and several nieces and nephews tried to water ski for the first time. I "used to be " quite a skier, but haven't skied since my now 11 year old was 4 and totally freaked out in the boat because she thought I was going to drown.
I was feeling pretty good and having lost a bit of weight this year and being much more fit. I decided I was going to ski myself.
The 47 year old me ran back to the cottage to get "the right suit on" and take 2 Ibuprofen as a preemptive strike. I was excited to get in the water behind the boat, and after a couple of tumbles succeeded in dropping one ski and slalom skiing. ! I was 17 again, cutting back and forth behind the boat, jumping the wake! I 'm surprised I didn't catch any bugs in my teeth I was smiling so broadly and "hollerin" my excitement. My aunt, the boat driver, ski mentor and still a great skier herself was just as thrilled.
Skied til my arms were sore (and longer than I thought I could go). Swam back to the boat and still had enough to hoist myself on the platform of the boat and help my daughter and nephew again.
Smiled all day, am still smiling at the thought of it!
But, the next day... I was bent over like a pretzel. My arms and legs "had it" I was strong and had been walking and doing ST. But, nobody told my lower back that this was coming. Ouch. I was still smiling. But, it did hurt. I looked 77 at least and an "old" 77 at that.
But, as I said, I'm still smiling, and from the depth of my heart and the "retired files" in my brain I got that 17 year old feeling again. When I was strong and fit and brave and "lighter"(not talking about pounds here but responsibilities). I don't want to be 17 again, not by a long shot! But, it was nice to "find" it again.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Well, we are now into our second week of summer vacation here in Michigan. It's due to be a long one as we don't start back to school until after Labor Day here.
I told my kids they could watch as much TV as they wanted last week, BUT the amount of TV time they got this week was directly (and minute for minute) related to how much brain expanding time they spent last week. (For our purposes brain expanding = reading, journaling, practicing their instruments, time spent in tutoring. ) And that , that plan would stand for the rest of the summer. They didn't believe me, I think, until when we got back home at 8:30 last night and they flipped the TV on I said you're going burn your TV time on that. (The most time any one person accrued was 3.5 hours) They were dumbfounded, but turned the TV off.
Today, all three had their instruments out, everyone read and two of the three journaled. They all have at least 1.5 hours set aside for next week, or half their total for the week before.
Record keeping is easy... write down start time, stop time and activity, and be prepared to defend your records.
I am hopeful!
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