Monday, August 24, 2009
I am not the most graceful person in the world. I don't dance, and quite frankly I have trouble walking across a smooth stable surface without inflicting pain to myself or someone thats standing near me. I ran track and cross country for many many years and survived to tell the tale (I was much better in the water... I mean you can't really fall down in water, ok, you can but its really hard). Yesterday morning I woke up to the melodic sounds of my terriers barking at who knows what. Sheesh! I jump out of bed ready to race to shut them up before they can wake anyone else up... and fall on my face! Really. My right foot was sound asleep, you know, one of those deep sleeps that if it were a person you'd have to use buckets of cold water to rouse it. Now my right foot is the beautiful color of a ripe plum, and about the size of one too! I feel like a 90 year old woman running a marathon (I'm sure I look that way too).
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
You know when you call somewhere business-like they always have that message that your call may be monitored for quality assurance (when you know they are really recording it in case you go off on someone and they all play it back at the end of the day for a good laugh)? Well have you ever wanted one to actually be recorded or monitored? Neither have I until a few days ago. I had to call a business to update my account and let them know of some lifestyle changes. When I got to the part that I'm leaving my husband (and I swear that this is the truth) the lady who answered the phone said "well, good for you!!" and then tried to pretend that she was coughing. I laughed and told her that it was totally ok that she said that and, in fact, I really appreciated it! We ended the conversation with her encouraging me, and telling me that she was going through the same thing, and that it was possible to have the life that we are dreaming of after the dust settles. I laughed and laughed and was so thankful that she answered the phone that day. I like to think that maybe they monitored that and had a laugh at the end of the day.
Friday, August 14, 2009
I'm not one to really let loose and let people know exactly what's on my mind. I don't like to yell, make a scene, or generally even be noticed. I mean, hey, you can really hurts someone's feelings if you're not careful. I'm never one for hurting people's feelings if I can absolutely help it and even in that case I try to soften the blow. In fact, I've been told by several different people that I'm long suffering because I tend to sit on my emotions. There are, however, times when you just can't sit on those emotions and you have to let loose. The chance that whoever encourages these emotional outbursts deserves them 100%. One of these outbursts happened to me today, right in the middle of Wal-Mart (which is home of all things crazy so maybe its a good thing I was there and not somewhere else). I instantly felt better, because this guy has had it coming for a while. Of all things, mom was proud of me and told me that I still held back to much. She also reminded me that if you sit on your emotions to long you'll eventually end up with a burned bottom!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
A little back story wouldn't hurt. Will I turn 30 this December? Yes. Did I decided to leave my husband recently? Yes. Do I still stand behind that decision? Yes! Am I scared? Sometimes yes. Do I get frustrated? Yes. Will I make it? YES!
Ok, all that said there are things to be learned here. I got so upset the other day and realized that I needed an outlet before my emotions ran me over (Lets face it, jogging would have been a great outlet, but I'm so not going there! Not yet anyway.) So what do I decide to do? Tend my sister's neglected hosta garden in her back yard (really, in hind sight jogging would have been easier). To say that my oldest sister is not a gardener isn't a lie, there were more weeds in that garden than there were hostas.
I started pulling, then I started thinking, then things started to make sense. My motto up until that point had been "Be the duck-let things roll off your back". I was channeling my inner duck when the thinking part hit me square in the face, because there were a lot of weeds, but interestingly enough there were a lot of hostas too! In fact the more weeds I pulled I realized that there were NEW hostas coming up under the weeds. Then the old saying thrive where you are planted crossed my mind. You know what? I decided right there that if these crazy little plants could come up under the oppression of all those weeds, then darn it so could I. I'm going to thrive where I've been planted. Being a duck is ok, but being a hosta isn't half bad either.
Friday, August 7, 2009
I have a errand that I run (and by run I mean get in my car and drive to) that I take care of every Friday morning. Ok, so I go to the ATM, but it happens every Friday morning usually around 6 a.m. I take the most direct/shortest path to my nearest bank and that route just happens to take me across the path of the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Well, I haven't actually seen his face I haven't made it past his most beautiful abs. I'm pretty sure he has dark hair. In fact I often joke that if his washing machine were to break he could just do his laundry right there on his own chest and stomach! I've very clearly stated my desire to start running (and by desire I mean pipe dream). So how to meet this beautiful running man? Pull a cavewoman and clip him with my modern day club...MY CAR!?! No, I'm kidding that might actually hurt him, and he couldn't run any more, but its a nice fantasy. This Friday morning dawns and I jump in my car ready to go sight seeing, and he isn't there?! What?! Did someone else beat me to the punch (clip?). I'll be sure to get up earlier next Friday morning to check. Good thing ATMs are 24 hour.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Many many months ago, my wise and funny best friend suggested that maybe just maybe I should start a blog. I mean, hey, if she calls for crazy updates weekly she may just have a point. Of course when one looks at their own life we rarely see what's funny. To us its just daily life and we get to laugh at it (if we so choose), cry about it (which feels good if you really need to), or stare it straight in the face and wonder what we're going to do about it. I often choose to do all three (sometimes all at the same time). So heres to you Jang Soon! You can all check back often for your daily (hourly,weekly, monthly) dose of crazy!