Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Exhausted...
I'm so tired lately... I've have two drafts waiting to be finished and published, but I am so tired. Maybe I'll have time this weekend.
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Car ride discos and kindness between the pickle jars...
Ok I admit it.... I am stressed out! I'm so stressed out that I've become rather fragile. One wrong word and im in the bathroom crying at work, or in my car.
It's not that I don't think I can't handles the stress, because I can. I just think that something in the cosmos lately has made me hypersensitive to everything.
It could be the fibromyalgia, it could be the new medicine for the fibromyalgia, it could be the forces of womanly nature descending upon me, or it could just be that I have a lot going on.
Thankfully I have a cure, dancing the disco in my car.
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon hanging with my kid brother for his 20th birthday. As he has gotten older we have grown to not only be closer siblings but great friends. My brother is probably the funniest person I know.we communicate in funny accents, weird facial expressions and sarcasm.
Yesterday, for his birthday we decided to go check out the Halloween stuff at Target, it's one of our favorite things to do around this time of year. (On a side note: they already have Christmas stuff out. Bananas!!) On our way home a disco song came on and we started car dancing.
At first we were dancing just because, but then other cars started noticing. We were making people laugh.no one could hear the music but us, but they could see we were having fun. We were creating or own joy.
One guy had the biggest grin on his face, and I could tell we made his day.
In that moment I forgot all the stress on my mind and body and I just moved with the music. I found my cure and it was as simple as just dancing a little.
P.S. There have been no new kindness dare emails. There are cards out there floating around, but maybe all I needed was one response.
Since the one response I've been able to see more kindness in general. For example my coworker just told me the other day she left a kindness dare in between the pickle jars at the grocery store. I'm happy knowing that I've made a difference somewhere, and I'll keep faith knowing that I'll get another email when I need it the most.
It's not that I don't think I can't handles the stress, because I can. I just think that something in the cosmos lately has made me hypersensitive to everything.
It could be the fibromyalgia, it could be the new medicine for the fibromyalgia, it could be the forces of womanly nature descending upon me, or it could just be that I have a lot going on.
Thankfully I have a cure, dancing the disco in my car.
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon hanging with my kid brother for his 20th birthday. As he has gotten older we have grown to not only be closer siblings but great friends. My brother is probably the funniest person I know.we communicate in funny accents, weird facial expressions and sarcasm.
Yesterday, for his birthday we decided to go check out the Halloween stuff at Target, it's one of our favorite things to do around this time of year. (On a side note: they already have Christmas stuff out. Bananas!!) On our way home a disco song came on and we started car dancing.
At first we were dancing just because, but then other cars started noticing. We were making people laugh.no one could hear the music but us, but they could see we were having fun. We were creating or own joy.
One guy had the biggest grin on his face, and I could tell we made his day.
In that moment I forgot all the stress on my mind and body and I just moved with the music. I found my cure and it was as simple as just dancing a little.
P.S. There have been no new kindness dare emails. There are cards out there floating around, but maybe all I needed was one response.
Since the one response I've been able to see more kindness in general. For example my coworker just told me the other day she left a kindness dare in between the pickle jars at the grocery store. I'm happy knowing that I've made a difference somewhere, and I'll keep faith knowing that I'll get another email when I need it the most.
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