Thursday, March 14, 2013

Twenty-Nine: Poison


Today was difficult.  For a variety of reasons, I didn’t sleep much last night.  And today was the day I needed to go to work early, of course.  I felt half-dead up until about the last hour of work.  I know part of that was because I didn’t eat much either.  I haven’t had much of an appetite in the last few days.  I think that’s normal, under the circumstances.  But I think I’m going to make myself eat more.  I finally ate something real after my chiro appointment today, and I felt so much better.  I felt pretty bad all day though, because I was pretty grumpy.  And I was kind of saying mean things all day.  Thankfully I said most of the mean things to myself, so I don’t think I really hurt anyone too bad.  But man, I was a GRUMP.  I hate feeling that way.  So I’m going to make myself eat.

Chiro was great though.  I really like going there.  My chiro is a pretty awesome lady, scatterbrained as she may be sometimes.  She says it herself, so that makes it a fact (right?).  Nah, she’s really not that bad.  She just might want to take some more deep breaths throughout the day.  Always helps me when I feel like I’m losing my mind.  I really like the massage ladies too.  Today I had L and she’s the best to talk to.  I always make her laugh, which makes me laugh, because her laugh is the best.  So joyful.  It helped lift the burden of grumpiness today.

After chiro I went to Mica’s to help her take some head shots for her website.  So much fun.  I’m so happy we are friends.  It really means a lot to have a friend for so long.  We’re going on 18 years!!  What a blessing! 

Twenty-nine still hasn’t sunk in.  I don’t want it to.  I want to push away all these ages I don’t feel ready for.  I also want to dig a nice big hole and hide out in it for a while.  But that feeling is normal.

2 comments:

Laurel said...

Tonight . . .

I, too, just want to dig a big hole and hide out in it.

I am so DONE with all of the broken family relationships. Done! Done! Done! I just cannot take it any longer!!!

sorry for the rant

And . . . "51" is so not an age that I want to be right now, either.

Maybe we should just bury 29 and 51 in the big holes that we are digging.


Hugs!

:) :) :)

Melanie said...

Ranting is okay. Sometimes you just have to yell and scream and get it all out. It helps, I think.

Yeah, let's bury our ages! Hehe.