Happy Mon - I mean Happy Tuesday

I know it's Tuesday. Well, my brain knows it's Tuesday but my body feels and is acting like it's Monday. It's dragging. And I worked yesterday so there is really no excuse for it. I shouldn't be dragging at all. I should be gearing up for mid-week.

It's not as if yesterday (the real Monday) was particularly stressful. It wasn't. It was perfectly normal and productive at work. Probably because we were one of only a handful of offices working. I stayed in bed an extra 5 whole minutes because I figured there wouldn't be any traffic. Indeed there was no traffic and I got to work 10 minutes early. I got a prime parking spot. Coffee was ready when I got here. I was even surprised with a piece of King Cake on my desk to enjoy with my morning cup. My dad called and was in the neighborhood so he picked me up for lunch which was lovely. I got home (again no traffic) in no time at all to no surprises and dinner with 17 was very nice. You see. Perfectly normal and nice. Hmmm...maybe that's the problem. Monday didn't act like Monday.

This morning I woke up startled. I don't know why the alarm hadn't even rung yet. I checked the time and notice that I was out of breath. I focus and take a deep breath and I think 17 overslept! Why did I think that - I don't know. So I text him as I walk to him room down the hall. Does any of this make sense? You let me know because I don't understand. He's not in his room -quick intake of breath- I hit send on the text 'RU@ school' I get a 'yea?' back and just respond 'K'. I am still standing in the hallway and I'm short of breath. I slowly go back to my room taking slow deliberate breaths and start the morning routine. I dress and get to the kitchen and decide I should have tea to relax me not coffee. I still feel off kilter. I let the dog out and turn on the TV and take my bowl of cereal and cup of tea to the table.

I get to work and everything seems fine but I still feel a bit off somehow. The phone rings, its about 9:30. I answer 'Good afternoon'. The caller laughs and tells me I'm jumping the gun a bit. HAHAHA. I transfer the call and realize I didn't take anything out for dinner and I left my lunch in the car. I get my lunch which was weekend leftovers and see Mr. Brown - you know the delivery guy- I sign for the package so he doesn't have to go up and he tells me I don't look too good and asks if I'm OK. I tell him it feels like Monday. He tells me that 2 Mondays is not good to go get some more coffee. In the ladies room I look at myself and think who's that in the mirror? I am very pale and my hair is the definition of bad hair day. What is my problem!?

To be honest the day hasn't gotten much better. I have been struggling with a thing for a client most of the day. I've got the beginnings of a headache and did I tell you I forgot to defrost something for dinner. I guess we'll have mac n cheese. And I can't even tell you how hard it has been to type this entry. My fingers are hitting the keys they want in stead of the keys that are needed to form proper words and coherent writing. I think I am going to stop now. I think when I get home I should just crawl into bed and let it all be over.
Two Mondays are not a good thing!

Note added: OMG the spell check found 15 errors! on top of all the ones I corrected along the way! Bad day. Bad bad day.

Green, not my best color

The other day I was asked if I was jealous of anyone. I said no because really I'm not. Why should I be jealous, everyone has problems. The grass may look greener on the other side but its fertilized the same way if you get my drift.

But today I am jealous. I am jealous of all of those and apparently there are many who are on vacation right now and I have to work. Yeah, yeah I'm grateful I have a job, happy to cash that paycheck yadda yadda. But let me tell you I got to work today in like 6 minutes. Why? Because it seems there are only a handful of us still working this holiday everyone else is on vacation!

So, today I am jealous of those on vacation while I am here working. I could be home making macaroons. *sigh*

In the pits

Did you ever read "if life is a bowl of cherries, what am i doing in the pits" by Erma Bombeck? Crap. I just dated myself big time. Oh well, par for the course. When I was a kid I loved that title. I mean really loved it. I thought it was perfect. It thought it was a perfect way of explaining if may be all wonderful on the outside or in the big picture but I'm not happy right now. It also made me feel like it was OK to be not happy when essentially you have every reason to be happy just don't be unhappy all the time.

Not every day is peaches and cream. Take today for instance.... Big picture: We're alive, we're free, we both have jobs, all in good health, many blessings yadda yadda. So why do I want a do-over or better yet a skip-ahead to tomorrow. Here's why. I've got my monthly headache ergo monthly visitor about to arrive, got up late and didn't have time for coffee at home, back hurts maybe because I spent half the night crouched under the kitchen sink cleaning it out from the leaking and the backed up disposal, I forgot to mail my son's Valentine's Day card (yes, I snail mail cards. It's fun to get things in the mail!) so now it will be late, I didn't bring lunch which means I have to drag this head and back achy body someplace to eat something at some point.

So you see no earth shattering problems here. I have friends going through worse crap. So add to the above some guilt for feeling crappy when I really shouldn't. But I feel like I'm in the pits today. Erma would understand. Gimme patience...no comfort and joy at the moment.

Positively fabulous

That title is my lame attempt at thinking positive and creating positive energy fro today. I woke up with the same back ache that I went to sleep with. I barely slept because every time I moved a spear was stabbed into my lower back and I winced in pain. Grinning and bearing my back I was up at 5:30 am to take 15 to the park for his cross country practice. After all that morning glory, I went to the dentist for a deep cleaning. Yipee! My gums are so sore that my entire face and head are hurting right now. Once I was back home I bathed Max, our dog. He has a growth on this back that he's scratched at and is now an open wound. 18 and I are convinced that he scratches at it because it bothers him in the heat. The other day 18 cut away at the hair around it and we have been spraying it with Bactine. Yes, we could take him to the vet but years ago when he had a similar growth sans the open wound, it cost a few thousand dollars to have it removed and I don't have that kinds money for the dog right now. So, a bottle of Bactine, a bath with Selsun Blue to help the skin irritation, a topical cortisone cream for the itching and he can stay inside to be more comfortable and not fuss with it is going to have to do.l So sorry Max. That brings us to dinner. I am making boliche and right now I'm not sure I will be able to chew it. I better not over cook it and it better be super soft. Going to take some meds now so that my mouth can get ready for dinner. Wish me luck cuz I'm hungry!

Monday excitement!

We flipped my mattress. Since we were flipping it we washed the sheets off of their regular cycle. Woo Hoo! Can you feel the excitement in the air? Sometimes you need to slow down but I can't imagine it being any slower.
I figure it's got to pick up from here.

Something had to blow...

We lost the playoff game Friday night. I saw we because after the game, I was as drained as if I had played. It was so exciting to be playing at that level, in that round, against that team, in that stadium. We got there at 3:30 for 7:30 kick-off. Tailgating was a blast and then it started pouring at halftime. The defense despite the 40-14 score played awesome. The offense just couldn't move the ball. It was so emotional at the end of the game because the coach lines up the seniors across the end zone and the rest of the team forms a line and goes down and says good-bye to each player because its his last game. Well, good thing it was raining so you couldn't tell they were my tears running down my face. We all went out after the game to a local tavern for drinks and wings and celebrating a great season.

Saturday was recuperate from Friday. We didn't go any further than the mailbox all day. WE didn't do much either. I think we may have loaded and started the dishwasher but maybe not. We did muster enough energy to shower and go to a friends house to watch yet more football Sat. night. It was nice to hang with friends and I actually didn't get home until 1am.

Sunday was recoup from Friday. I think I said that already. Can you tell we were all kind of drained. No one got up until noon! That's unheard of at my house but I think we all needed it. We did laundry because well apparently is inappropriate in my neck of the woods to go out in your birthday suit and we were down to that. My dad stopped by to give 18 his birthday present. I did prepare the yearbook page for 18 and have that ready to turn in at school. Other than that hubby and I bickered all day about nothing.

So something had to give, with all the no energy and all and what blew was NaBloPoMo. I didn't blog all weekend. So there you have it. I'm out. Oh, well. Life goes on. 18 is adjusting to being 18 and realizing that nothing has changed. He still lives in my house and has to follow my rules. Being 18 doesn't make him free to do what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. He still trying to wrap his head around the fact that "as long as you have to come to me to ask me for $5 for lunch, then you have to abide by my rules." He'll figure it out, he's a smart boy.

Computers

I don't consider myself very computer literate. I mean I'm past the Dr. Seuss level but not up to the great american novel level. I think I got stuck somewhere in the Nancy Drew phase and haven't been able to figure out the mystery, just to continue with the metaphor.

Anyway, we have a desktop at home. It's seen better days but its perfectly good. We also have 2 laptops. 17's is 2 years old and already got I guess a virus or a worm or whatever because the internet shuts down when it wants and other funky things. 14 just got his, its less than a month old. I have a router connected so that the boys can roam the house and have a wireless connection. I have had lots of help from friends along the way and still do every time I get something new. It's just so confusing to me. The RAM, the Gigs, the names of all the processors, yadda yadda. Then how to protect it all from the virus' and worms and I don't know what else. It's just all soooo confusing.
I'm just venting here because last night the desktop was working in super slo mo and I presume because I haven't run a scan in I don't' know when and it needs updates and it all just takes so long to do and I really don't want to sit there and do it but I guess I have to add it to my list of things to do for this weekend.
So, this was probably the most boring post in the world because its just me kvetching. That's for your patience and wish me luck.

Wednesdays

Do you like Wednesdays? I don't. They are right after Monday on the yucky days list. It's not like anything horrible ever happened to me on a Wed but nothing really noteworthy ever happened on Wed either plus the whole middle of the week thing. You know the "over the hump day" stigma of Wednesday. They are just blah. Until a few weeks ago...

Two weeks ago today...it was a friend's birthday, my MIL was operated and successfully had a mass removed from her lung (which has since been tested and was negative!) and 17 ran and placed in the 4x400 District Track meet and his school actually won the District Meet and so they move on to Regionals. It was a good day not blah at all definitely noteworthy.

Lots of other things have been going on but I will blog about them later...tons of work...but had to blog to get back in the swing of things here...it had been too long.

HAPPY WEDNESDAY!