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You know how I talked about my comatose stress reaction to my husband’s unemployment? Well, it didn’t last. Now I’m awake at all hours of the night.
I get drowsy at work and drink energy drinks to stay coherent – though I use the word ‘coherent’ loosely. It’s normal to randomly start singing ‘Jimmy Crack Corn’ at work right?
I counteract this sleep loss with sleeping pills. Makes sense right? OR, I could ‘theoretically’ stay awake after taking the twice the recommended dose of sleeping pills and then find myself suffering from the world’s worst sleep hangover known to man.
This is usually the start to a vicious cycle where I don’t sleep due to stress and then stress about not sleeping which causes me to not sleep at all. My doctor finds this cycle amusing – but maybe it’s because last time I sang ‘Oops I did it again’ in the waiting room and played hopscotch in the parking lot with tongue depressors – and tells me I need to reduce my stress levels.
Thanks Captain Obvious.
And then, unfortunately for you, I write posts that make sense to me… but uh… probably not to you.
Today I exercised, avoided caffeine, alcohol, and sugar, and tried to think of butterflies and rainbows but alas… it’s 2 AM and I’m here… awake.
So here’s the question of the day what are your secrets to sleep?
I’ve been running hard since the time will soon be changing. Running with my dogs after work will soon start a 4 month hiatus. Running is good for the dogs, but it’s been good for me too. It’s a nice chance to escape and to see all the beauty around me.
Thursday I went running and felt a painful pop in my left knee. I fell, sat on the concrete for a bit, and then wished I hadn’t worked so hard to teach my dogs not to pull on their leashes. I was hoping to sprawl out on the ground and have them pull my limp body home like sled dogs. Who knew well behaved dogs could be the bane of my existence?
I was feeling generous – so I gave myself 36 hours to recover.
Saturday morning, the weather was far too amazing to stay inside. I grabbed the dogs and took them to the dog park. Our park has big, beautiful trees that shade a running path. Apparently I overcompensated for my faulty knee… and pulled a groin muscle on my right side.
As if it’s not bad enough that my dogs can’t double as a Siberian sled team, both injuries happened about 3 miles from home. Why? So I could spend an hour each time dragging myself home while learning a life lesson about pushing too hard.
Focus can be great. But too much of it can be dangerous.
For all you type A personalities out there (*waving my arm*)… take a break.
My body is weird. Stress doesn’t make me eat more, eat less, or cry a lot.
When I get moderately stressed, the skin around my ears bleeds from an odd rubbing habit I’ve had since I was a kid.
When I get really stressed, my body goes into a self-induced coma.
This job loss has me REALLY stressed.
It’s not a big deal, I just don’t think I should operate any heavy equipment or walk in high heels. In fact, it’s kinda nice. If I ever require surgery, just tell me I’ve got to figure out a way to pay cash for the doctors and I’ll pass right out. I could save a fortune on an anesthesiologist.
My husband is dealing with it exactly as I expected – with a huge smile on his face. I married the eternal optimist. Some people are blessed with the ability to see only the positive in situations, and he’s one of those people. He’s been active in his job search and has been an all around very pleasant person.
It’s annoying as hell.
But at least I get to sleep through it.
Kidding!
My sisters and I have always been competitive. When my parents had four girls, a mere 18 months between each, what else did they expect?
It was always about who dated first, who dated most, who was the skinniest, who was the most tan, who traveled the most, who could annoy mom and pop the fastest…and on and on.
I thought that since ten years has passed since we lived together, we perhaps…
actually grew up.
Hah.
As we sat at my brother’s wedding, my sister said, ‘How’s your debt snowball? I think I might be done in late fall of 2010. I’m winning!’
To which I immediately responded, ‘You are soooo immature. This isn’t a race. We aren’t 12 anymore.’
Needless to say, I secretly went home, looked for anything and everything to sell and re-adjusted my budget in an attempt to somehow pull a payoff date of EARLY fall.
Just a heads up – when it comes to relationships between sisters, you never grow up.
My little brother is getting married tomorrow.
He’s been dealing with a constant barrage of advice from his divorced co-workers – all telling him he’s making a mistake getting married. Not because he’s marrying the wrong girl, but because they think marriage in general is a mistake.
To my brother,
I remember how nervous I was on my wedding day. I wasn’t sure if my marriage would work. I was scared to fail at something so big.
Five years later, I can tell you this…
It’s worth it.
The laughter, the fun, the tears, the fights…
It’s all worth it.
Chris sent me a text today that said, ‘After almost 5 years of marriage, I love you more today than I did when we first started this adventure.’ I picked a great guy and I’ve been fortunate to have an amazing five years. I am so so very blessed with marriage.
You picked a great girl. You’re in for a great adventure.
Happy Wedding Day.
I know you’re tired of hearing about it and I’m tired of living it but…
I’m still sick.
My doctor says she can squeeze me in on Monday.
If I’m still sick by Monday, I’ll shoot myself and save her the trouble of an insurance claim (totally kidding folks, it’s the fever talking).
I was able to drag myself into work today. I completely forgot about the pre-scheduled site visit between me and oh… 25 or so other people.
Hmm. Perhaps showering would have been a good idea.
I scrambled to meet the project manager who took a look at my shoes and said, ‘Thank God! A woman with sense. Thanks for wearing closed toed shoes. Whenever we go on job walks, all the women wear open toed shoes and it’s very dangerous.’
I did not see the necessity in mentioning that my sick nauseated 5 in the morning haze prevented me from finding my cute pink strappy sandals… or even a hair brush for that matter.
Seven hours of 100 degree heat and ‘Yes’, ‘No’, ‘Maybe’, and ‘That’s only legal in Thailand’ later, I was allowed to return home.
Sorry no financial updates. My brain is a blob and I plan on spending the next 48 hours under my big fluffy comforter.
Have a good weekend.
Sorry for the delayed update. I’m sick… again.
One of the guys who attended the bachelor party in Mexico got the entire bachelor party sick. Once home, they quickly spread the flu to their spouses… myself included.
Currently, I’m sitting with a napkin up my nose (I ran out of tissue about 3 hours ago) and I haven’t showered. Fortunately, my husband pretends not to notice.
Sorry but I’m going back to bed. I thought you weren’t supposed to get sick in the summer!!
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