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Monthly Archives: August 2016

Working out & Tacos

  • Hubbs and I had big plans for this weekend.

Big plans.

  • He was going to organize the garage so I could start parking inside.

Never happened.

  • I was going to sort through benefits statements and file them away.

Never happened.

  • We were both going to work out.

Never happened…

want to run a mile or eat 10 tacos.jpg

  • But we did have tacos.

Man, I feel so accomplished! 🙂

How’s your weekend?  Any intentions get scrapped?

 

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Reality and Visions

As we move around in this world there are moments of clarity that occur.

Moments of reality.

Moments like this:

perfection

Yes, I can see myself in her, sans the bustle.

Because in my head I have a vision for this new house, having closed on the sale of the old one last week.

I have a vision of things in their “place,”  good smells and pleasing views.  I have a vision of tidiness and order and coziness and comfort.

And in the way?

Work.

Life.

Interviewing to fill a vacancy, one I’ve covered for months now. And, after that, on boarding someone new, training, policy, understanding, compliance and meeting all deadlines in the interim.

Add to that a new organizational structure, new boss(es), new, new, more, more.

Conference calls. Meetings. Travel.  Repeat.

And Hubbs gimping around with a sore back.

~Gulp~

So I’ve padded up my Labor Day weekend with a couple days off and maybe then I’ll make some headway. Maybe then our living room will transform into the “Home & Garden” vision in my head.  Maybe then.

Still, the aroma of a roasted meal lingers in the kitchen this morning. The counters are clear from last night’s efforts.  Progress – albeit slow – is there, if I let myself see it.

Youngest boy even declared “Mom, it smells like home in here” and his joyful statement helped me see that maybe we’re already there and not much more is needed anyways.

“Home isn’t a place, its a feeling”
― Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie

*** Can you relate? What vision in your head doesn’t translate to the reality in front of you?**

 Related: Just Like That

 

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Random 5 August Friday

It’s that time again! 5 Random thoughts in no particular order … here we go:

1  – For the past 2+ years a sticky note that says “Conf Call” has been stuck on my office door.  I really should play “Conf Call Bingo.”    I could have been a winner many times over!

Conference-call-bingo-card

2  – I doubt I’d ever get a tattoo.  I don’t dislike them and I’m not bothered by others having them.  I just can’t think of one single thing that I want etched into my skin … forever.  Plus – what if it’s a really bad tattoo?  Not like hair color, you can’t change it …  you’re stuck with that.  Thoughts?

10-Pound-Head

No

3 –  8 months ago I eliminated grains. Within 6 weeks I lost 15 lbs (8.5 in the first 2) and 16+” ~ and ~ I’ve held it off despite my crazy work/travel schedule,  moving, company reorganization, Mom’s passing, kid’s wedding, etc.  Now that I’m through all that craziness I’m looking forward to life going back “to normal,” whatever that is.    I am still eating my eggs, healthy fats, meats, veggies and berries.  I’m packing my lunch and declining lunch dates; I prefer my fuel to anything a restaurant is serving.  Talk about a shift change!  Looking back and taking stock I lost:

  • inflammation,
  • skin rashes,
  • fretful sleep
  • wheezing (threw out my DUSTY inhaler),
  • joint pain,
  • chronic respiratory infections,
  • cold sores
  • red/puffy skin 
  • low blood sugar shakes
  • lethargy

I gained:

  • a happy tummy,
  • clear skin (and frequent compliments!)
  • bright eyes,
  • shiny, bouncy hair,
  • energy & vitality
  • a defined jaw line & neck!
  • no blood sugar swings
  • pain-free joints,
  • restorative sleep and
  • the ability to soar through life’s challenges without cold sores!
Me - 8 mos - grain free. an Emjayandthem (C) photo

Me – 8 mos – grain free. an Emjayandthem (C) photo

Want to know more?  Visit Wheatbellyblog.

4 – Currently interviewing to fill an open position.  Candidates who cut to the front of the line and contact me directly (circumventing the HR process)?  Not cool.  I don’t care who you know or how you got my info ~ back to the line you go!

line-cutting-2-final

5  – It’s Friday!  We’re attending a family wedding tomorrow ~ yes we’ll go to the wedding ceremony and we’ll cry when we see the lovely bride peek around the corner. We’ll tear up when we see her Dad & Mom – Hubbs’ cousin – choke up at the sight of baby girl.  They’ll see a tow-headed toddler; we’ll see a beautiful and accomplished young nurse.  We’ll laugh and carry on with the aunts & uncles and cousins over drinks & appetizers at some bar we hit up before the reception starts.  Later we’ll clink glasses and laugh and smile during the reception.  I’ll wear something that twirls and my brown-eyed handsome man will take me for a spin on the dance floor.  At home boxes still wait for us.  Walls are still bare – not a picture in sight. Who cares?  Not me.   Life is meant to be … lived!

dance like no one is watching

 

How about you?  Ever played Conference Call Bingo?  Will you get a tattoo? If so, what?   Made any health changes lately?  What do you think about line-cutters?  And lastly, what’s on the docket for your weekend?

Happy Friday, peeps!

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Return

It’s been a month since I wrote last.

1 month.

1 month, 2 weddings & a funeral.

Sounds like a movie title.

Time marches on, life slowly returns to some semblance of normal.

The phone rings. Emails chime in.  Cell phone buzzes.

It’s good to be back;  a routine is helpful to me.

But … other times fatigue hits like a wet blanket.

There’s no logic to it.

Grief.

You’re sideswiped when you least expect it.

Looking at a picture, singing a song, holding something she’d held.

Then I think about the past 6 months and the growth that’s occurred ~ 6 months ago {today}  I was nervously off to meet with some rather tough hombres. Tonight is meeting #4  with same crew. No nerves. Funny how that goes, isn’t it?  She’d smile at that and give me a thumbs up.  I’ll take it, too.

Yes there were many stories to share, many moments.  Many laughs, many tears.  Many kind words, much emotion expressed.  So much.

Like the passage I read at her funeral .. .there’s a time for all things under Heaven.

And as she’d want us to, we laughed. We cried. We sang. We danced.  We remembered. And, as she’d nudge us to, we carried on.

Ecclesiastes-3-4

Thank you for your kind words on the passage of my Mother.

Your kindness gave me the strength to square my shoulders, smile broadly and speak openly about her at the memorial.    She was with me and so were you.

PS ~ our last conversation was personal and political, we bantered about Rump and Billary ~ I can’t tell you how much I love that 🙂

 

 

 

 

Categories: Attitude, Blogging, Confidence at any age, Faith, Family, Friendship, Grief, Growth, Joy, Life, Life Lessons, Mom, Politics, Uncategorized | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , | 21 Comments

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