Monthly Archives: February 2018

02.20.18
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Tuesday’s and baths

For the 3rd Tuesday in a row, my facial at Evolve, AKA removing dead skin from the old woman’s face, has had to be rescheduled. Weather, salon flooding, weather. I feel like I’ve given myself permission to eat some dark chocolate at the end of the day and then I can’t get the wrapper off 🍫 so I have to wait until the next day to actually eat it. It has been sleeting all day and I keep checking the temperature but it is pretty much steady at 31 degrees. I’m trying to stay positive but I’m positive I can’t think of any advantage of freezing rain!

I wish I was one of those people who might take today and turn it around by soaking in a warm bubble bath with candles and a good book. But, I don’t like to take baths……for so many reasons. I’ve been struggling with lower back pain the last few days…he suggested I take a warm bath in our jetted tub to ease the discomfort. He suggested it 4 times…I said no, 3 times….finally I started running the water, a couple drops of essential oils, Epson salts and a small squeeze of bubble bath because I had no intentions of taking a normal bath to get clean because I don’t think that it is possible in a bath. Top of my list for why I don’t appreciate a bath. When I’ve been suckered into a nice warm bath before, we found the trick to the right amount of water to just below the front and back jets and then when the body is lowered into the tub, it is perfect. He has to start the timer for me because without the body displacing water, when the jets start there is a hell of a mess. Unfortunately with the roar of the tub and him retiring to the living room for his peace of mind, the bubbles started overtaking me. Think cartoon image…..when I yelled his name to help the sound of my voice was muffled into the bubble and no sound was released until the bubble popped. FINALLY he rescued me before it reached my nostrils and I held my tongue and did not say….SEE, THIS IS WHY I DIDNT WANT TO TAKE A BATH, DAMNIT!

Note to self. When using epson salts and bubble bath, a little dab’ll do ya!

Until next time….

02.12.18
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Tripping over the stones

Where I am in my life, tripping over things is okay….the best way I can explain being okay with tripping is it doesn’t hurt as much as falling down or falling over the cliff. I have been on a path of self discovery for many years….mainly because I didn’t like to spend time with myself and my negative thoughts and I knew there was something I didn’t understand about life and living…..I knew that an inner peace was achievable and the journey was not going to be easy. I guess what I didn’t really realize that I would have to take this journey one step at a time rather than trudging up the hill in an hour or a day. It started when I was about 25 and I’m closing in on 62 and every single day I learn a new way of thinking, a new way of being….a new way to live life. It’s like the picture slide projector from the 60s…we would have our pictures developed into little squares with cardboard surround and we would put those in a Kodak projector shining on a white wall or screen and one by one we would view these pictures with a click of a button.

Sometimes a very slow process because if you clicked too fast, the machine would jam. Sometimes we would linger on a certain picture in order to remark about it, reminisce about a memory associated with it or attempt to figure out exactly why we took the picture.

We all start on the road from a different intersection and we meet others at different Crossroads. Sometimes we choose to walk along with them other times we choose to continue alone…..but the bottom line is we must keep moving…up that hill even if we fall down and if we go over the cliff?? Well, it’s a long way back up to where we were but with skinned knees and injured pride, we will know what to watch for as we continue.

Until next time….