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If I look hard enough….

4014171-yellow-small-sticky-note-on-an-office-cork-bulletin-board-weekend-happiness-stock-photo…I can see the weekend approaching. I don’t know about anyone else, but this week dragged on and on. Not that I don’t appreciate time and all that stuff, but it really lagged. It all started with last weekend when I was sick. I caught someone’s cold. I couldn’t properly breathe from Saturday until Tuesday evening. I took everything on the market to combat it. Vitamin C in boat loads, Zinc in quantities to feed small villages, Flonase up the wazoo, vitamin B, Mucinex, and Advil in massive amounts. Did it help? Sure. I’m on day six and I feel bunches better. I can now sleep without sitting straight up, and I can keep my mouth closed and let my nose do the job of exchanging oxygen to the lungs. Yay!

So I suppose that’s why the week was long. I suffered through it. And I wasn’t entirely all that busy at work. I was doing down-time things. Like look-at-the-clock things. Making sure the second hand wasn’t stuck or broken. And don’t even ask about dinners. It was a chore to think up something every night. I mean how many things can I possibly cook and make it seem new? Tacos…again, breakfast for dinner, some type of chicken….again, some type of beef…again.

i-hate-it-when-im-waiting-for-mom-to-cook-6293624So tomorrow is Friday!!! Yay. A do-over for the weekend I missed due to hacking, blowing, and sneezing. Jipped out of two days, and now it’s come back around. I can’t wait. I’m spending my Friday changing the oil in my car. I hope it’s an easy wait. Last time I was there I was asked out on a date. Me, can you believe it? I haven’t been asked out for…let me see…22 years? Nah, it couldn’t be that long. No wonder the guy looked at me like I was trying to guess the correct answer for the final Jeopardy round, after he asked me. I just didn’t know what to say. He was asking me out? Did I hear him right? I stammered and finally blurted out that I was busy. Hmm…that didn’t sound right. Busy doing what? Was I serious? Busy being married I quickly added. What a jerk I felt like. Busy being married? I guess my go-to answer in my single days was being busy, but when that didn’t jive with today’s current situation I added something. I apologized to him and let it go as he got called for his car. He shrugged and told me I had a lucky husband. What a nice guy. I’m just hoping he’s not due for an oil change tomorrow. I still feel as if I need to cover up with some dark glasses should our paths ever meet. Busy being married?? Oy.

No other plans scheduled for the following days. Actually I’m going to stop at some sales on the way home and try my best to remove the pumpkins that still loiter at my house. Enough is enough. Aren’t the stores stocking Valentines by now? No, really I’m going to begin decorating with a few wintery things. Not too many. I don’t want to freak out my children. I usually decorate for Christmas during Thanksgiving break. Nevermind that the temperature here tomorrow is going to be 70 degrees. HO-Ho-HO!

Anything else I do is a bonus. I’m trying to concentrate on writing my new book, which I’m avoiding hopelessly with everything else in the world to do. The word document scares me for some reason. It makes me feel I have to focus and that’s the last thing on my mind!! Anyway, have a great weekend my fellow readers! 🙂

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Friday…The Chosen Day

fridaydoDo you act differently on Friday than say…Wednesday? Of course you do! And so do so many other people. Let’s face it, Monday is the devil and Friday is…FRIDAYYYY!!!!

My friend and I were having lunch today and she said something that made me think. She said that all we do is live out the week looking forward to the weekend, and before you know it, another year has gone by; it’s summer again, your kids are going into another grade, and BAM! it’s Christmas! It doesn’t take too long with this thinking before everything that used to be…isn’t.

Why don’t we ever just enjoy Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday? I’ll give ya a pass on Monday. Monday will always be the stink eye day of the week. It’s the Debbie downer that ruins the weekend. It’s the stumbling block that ends the fun…the relaxation, the day that takes you back to reality.

They say enjoy the journey on the way to your destination. It’s difficult sometimes. You’ve got your mind so set on that end line–that goal, that all the people you met along the way there, all the things you did…well, they’ve become background noise. Something you flew by without even taking the time to enjoy them. Because before you know it, all that’s going to stick out in your mind is Friday. Theoretically.

Don’t get me wrong, Friday is wonderful. Magnificent. I don’t have to wake up early the next day, pack lunches, and go to work. Friday I wear a bigger smile, endure mean people better, and look for the silver linings. Okay, so I’ve just talked myself out of wading through Tuesday thru Thursday better. I’m going to have to treat them like Friday, I guess. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do. That way I’ll enjoy the journey, be happy, and pretend it’s Friday again!  (I wonder how long this will last?) It doesn’t matter today….because it really is Friday! 🙂

Have we learned anything from this rant? I didn’t think so.

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Ten Things I Love, Ten Things … not so much

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Ten things I love: (in no particular order)

  • a baby’s breath
  • fresh cut flowers on the table
  • an elderly couple holding hands
  • Brussels sprouts (I know, right? I could actually, and have done so before, made a meal out of them)
  • singing (I pity the carjacker hiding in my backseat when I get started)
  • Dr. Pepper (goes without saying)
  • sitting in the surf
  • Friday nights
  • standing in the wind (strong enough to make me lose balance)
  • wearing black

Ten things … not so much

  • finding a hair in my food (going to go hungry for that meal:)
  • seeing myself in pictures (is that how I look?)
  • feet (flip flops should’ve never been invented)
  • shaking hands (bit of a germ freak)
  • regret
  • appointments (kill me now) Why can’t everything be by chance?
  • bugs
  • procrastination (although I am a champion at it)
  • last day of vacation
  • thinking of 5 better things I could’ve said when I had the chance