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My Life Thus Far
2016-11-02 03:50:36 (UTC)

Things Aren't As Tight

It would be easy to say today was a wasted day (since it didn't go anything like I'd planned), but it wasn't wasted. In fact, it was a good day by all accounts, and I'm not upset that things didn't go as planned. For that is life, and I have to let go of expectations in order for better things to come. I didn't get to go hiking like I'd wanted to, but I got to spend 4 hours talking one on one with dad, and even though we live together, that never happens.

The one hour sales leadership meeting I was supposed to attend this morning turned into a 15 minute SLM and a 3 hour impromptu floorset I hadn't realized I was going to be participating in. Good thing I was dressed for hiking, because it was a lot of fixture moving (giant pieces of furniture i.e. VERY HEAVY), visual element additions (bows. on. EVERYTHING and SO MUCH GLITTER... also FLOCKING), and my least favorite things. Christmas trees. On November 1st. Pretty soon Christmas will never end and I will grow to loathe it even more than I already do. So, it as a sweaty, messy, exhausting start to my day, but when I left at 11am, I was already more than half way done with my step goal. No hiking required.

Initially the weather report called for overcast skies, but no rain. Well, that was false. It was raining when I left the house at 7:30am, it was still raining when I left the mall at 11am, and it was still raining when I finally headed home a little after 4pm. It was a soupy day, so it wasn't all that disappointing that I didn't get to go hiking. Even if I hadn't spent 4 hours in the food court talking to day, I still wouldn't have gone hiking. I'm not exactly sure what I would have done. I was mulling it over when dad texted me.

A little after 11am (I had just left the mall) dad texted me that he was standing outside my store and asked if I wanted to go to lunch. I told him that I'd already left, but I could come back and have lunch with him. In fact, my whole day was free (primarily because I couldn't think of anything else to do). So we chatted. About lots of things. I got him laughing pretty good, too! Which made me laugh. Something I think we both needed. Life has been too tough lately, although both of us are finally starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel (Snookums VA stipend was bigger than we'd anticipated, so things aren't as tight as we'd planned them to be. Yay!).

Dad needed to stop by the college to sign up for a CPR class (for his new job) and I needed to pee so bad, I don't think I've ever had to pee so badly. Not that I can remember. I was in physical pain from such a full bladder. But once I took care of that I started brainstorming ways to get in the 4,000 steps I still needed. Costco was the solution. I needed to get cat litter and potatoes, anyway.

By the time I got home, all the physical exertion from work was starting to set in and I was unbelievably sore and tired. After getting the kids settled, I retired to my room early and ran myself a hot bath. Instead of my customary Epsom salt bath (I'm out, and forgot to get more, darn it) I took a bentonite clay bath. I knew it was good for drawing toxins out of the skin, what I didn't know was that it also alleviates pain! After about 45 minutes of soaking I noticed that my back was feeling much better than your average hot bath could be culpable for. So I googled if bentonite clay was effective for pain... and it is! I've had a container of it sitting on the side of the tub for a full year (I use it for face masks) and never bothered to look up all it's uses. You can even eat/drink the stuff. Apparently it's loaded full of trace minerals and bonds with toxic chemicals in the GI tract. You learn something new everyday.

It's only 9:30pm, but my body is utterly convinced it's after 2am. I might not make it until Snookums gets home from work. That would be a first. I open tomorrow, so that wouldn't be the worst thing. Getting a full 8 hours seems to be a luxury these days. A cycle I for certain need to break.




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