Residual loss
Had a spa day this morning. Maclean gave me a package for my birthday last year, dunno why it took me so long to use it. It was GLORIOUS! Hour massage, hour facial, all natural products, in a gorgeous facility. It felt so good. I really wish I could justify/afford more of those.
I have tendonitis in my right thumb. I can barely hold glasses at work, which is kind of a problem. The doctor's advice: Stop using that hand and start taking Advil. Not going to happen. Although if it gets work I will have to stop using it, which will mean 2-4 weeks off work. Most inconveniently, Jeff and Kat leave for Europe for a month so I'll be picking up extra shifts starting next week.
Business class #3 today. I've been resisting the ideas and suggestions a bit, which is stupid since I'm paying for her ideas and suggestions. Really, I'm just being stubborn, and want to feel like my way is the best way. But I'm keeping up with the homework and I know that from Doing will come Results. Weeee!
Started teaching my cooking & nutrition class again last night. I only had two people sign up, and I was really disappointed by that, but the class was great. Robby is a handful and talks constantly, so it's probably good that I don't have 4 additional voices needing to be heard. Karen is lovely and I'm stoked to spend more time with her. I was a bit intimidated, wondering what I could teach someone who has cooked for a family of 4 for the past 21 years, but both ladies were pleased with the information I had for them, I feel it was a great success.
I haven't cried in two and a half days, I feel that's a great accomplishment. It's been due, in part, to acting like everything is normal, including having really really awesome sex. The other part of the equation is I just keep telling myself what's going to happen next: meet somebody new and have a great connection with them, soon. Things are easy, and right. Travels, stories, love, marriage, babies, with a pinch of career thrown in, all follow in quick succession. It's time and I'm ready. That vision will see me through the next few months. Hopefully...
I have my first djembe drumming class tonight. I feel a bit silly about it, but I do love drumming and it will be nice to have some actual skill and knowledge. I dropped out of the choir. I really wanted to sing, and I LOVED the Zulu peace song, but I detested the Brahm's piece. I'm sure with some extra work and attention I could have figured out the Brahm's and come to a grudging respect for it, but I have enough difficult things going on in my life right now without adding in a recreational one. Maybe I'll give the choir another go in January.
I'm going to send Mike's mom a birthday card this week. It feels weird and sad and I will miss his parents a lot. Residual losses from a breakup are almost as bad as the breakup itself. Jade wants to go to Lethbridge and Waterton for her birthday weekend coming up. It feels really strange to not invite Mike along. And I'll have to tell my parents while I'm down there. McKinnley, the next one will be better than you can imagine, and worth going through all this heartache, it will.
I still have approximately 5278 things on my To Do list, but, I'm just doing what I can and trying not to beat myself up about the rest.
I have tendonitis in my right thumb. I can barely hold glasses at work, which is kind of a problem. The doctor's advice: Stop using that hand and start taking Advil. Not going to happen. Although if it gets work I will have to stop using it, which will mean 2-4 weeks off work. Most inconveniently, Jeff and Kat leave for Europe for a month so I'll be picking up extra shifts starting next week.
Business class #3 today. I've been resisting the ideas and suggestions a bit, which is stupid since I'm paying for her ideas and suggestions. Really, I'm just being stubborn, and want to feel like my way is the best way. But I'm keeping up with the homework and I know that from Doing will come Results. Weeee!
Started teaching my cooking & nutrition class again last night. I only had two people sign up, and I was really disappointed by that, but the class was great. Robby is a handful and talks constantly, so it's probably good that I don't have 4 additional voices needing to be heard. Karen is lovely and I'm stoked to spend more time with her. I was a bit intimidated, wondering what I could teach someone who has cooked for a family of 4 for the past 21 years, but both ladies were pleased with the information I had for them, I feel it was a great success.
I haven't cried in two and a half days, I feel that's a great accomplishment. It's been due, in part, to acting like everything is normal, including having really really awesome sex. The other part of the equation is I just keep telling myself what's going to happen next: meet somebody new and have a great connection with them, soon. Things are easy, and right. Travels, stories, love, marriage, babies, with a pinch of career thrown in, all follow in quick succession. It's time and I'm ready. That vision will see me through the next few months. Hopefully...
I have my first djembe drumming class tonight. I feel a bit silly about it, but I do love drumming and it will be nice to have some actual skill and knowledge. I dropped out of the choir. I really wanted to sing, and I LOVED the Zulu peace song, but I detested the Brahm's piece. I'm sure with some extra work and attention I could have figured out the Brahm's and come to a grudging respect for it, but I have enough difficult things going on in my life right now without adding in a recreational one. Maybe I'll give the choir another go in January.
I'm going to send Mike's mom a birthday card this week. It feels weird and sad and I will miss his parents a lot. Residual losses from a breakup are almost as bad as the breakup itself. Jade wants to go to Lethbridge and Waterton for her birthday weekend coming up. It feels really strange to not invite Mike along. And I'll have to tell my parents while I'm down there. McKinnley, the next one will be better than you can imagine, and worth going through all this heartache, it will.
I still have approximately 5278 things on my To Do list, but, I'm just doing what I can and trying not to beat myself up about the rest.