I’m SO sorry for the long absence. It’s a little uncharacteristic of me to be gone this long.
Yeah…it’s been such a long week my brain shut down.
For the record…my kid is great. Moving forward. We are not quite out of the stressful part but I think we are definitely out of the worst of it. He has an amazing administration at his school and we are so thankful for all of their support while he worked through some tricky musical chairs with classes.
This week I was not very capable of writing. I just wanted to get basic things done.
So I did what I do best. I went back to the basics.
I cleaned. I made lists. I did laundry. I centered myself. I’m still working on it.
I cleaned the garage.
When I’m stressed or tired or frustrated…angry, sad or even happy…
I turn to cleaning. HA. Gotcha. Yeah…no margaritas for this girl. But I can dream, right? ::dreambubble over head::
I got as much done as I could yesterday and I’m hoping to get more done today. I don’t think I can really do a thorough job until spring. But I’ll do the best I can for now.
My garage is my crazy point. I get so cold in the winter I’m not careful. Things get set in the front of it and they gather there because it’s too cold to properly put it away. Then there’s no room to walk between the car and the stuff. I’m SO crazy from the stuff. The moment I reach meltdown point…I have to clean.
Meltdown point comes from either too much stuff…or too much stress.
What a bonus we had both this week. My house is clean and my garage is clean.
I have never washed so many towels in my whole life.
How in the hell do four loads of towels GET dirty in a week and a half when there are only three of us and I use two?
Hm…I smell a teenager.
Oh the irony of that previous sentence…
Have I RUN…you ask?
We don’t speak of the non running…
it’s shameful. ::bows head in shame::
I’ve had opportunity to run, there is no doubt there and I’m not going to say there hasn’t.
But I will also say there was a good five days of a hellish little migraine that said there would be NO running nothankyouma’am. When I don’t run for that long…I just don’t have the energy. I have to talk myself into it.
Which brings up the other ridiculous issue.
Why…WHY in heaven’s name do I sign up for things like streaks or “100 days of MILES”?
As soon as I do it…migraine land hits and BAM. It’s all over.
I wonder if it’s subliminal.
So I have taken the pressure off and left the group. This doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep being positive and moving as much as possible. But I’m not going to feel guilty if I can’t or don’t run.
I know I’ve said this before, but I remember my sister asking me if I have a set training plan…do I plan certain days to run.
I told her I plan to run every single day. Because life throws me enough days I don’t get to, I hope they balance out and I get enough running days in there.
It’s an awesome training plan. It’s working perfect. 😉