Stay Sane

This is my new catch phrase.

It totally sums up my life right now.

My job is crazy busy. 10 hour days.

My husband is finally back to normal and I am sick. Just a cold. No biggie.

I finally i had the guts to take my computer in today to get looked at. I made the biggest bonehead mistake and accidently unplugged my computer when it doing an update. Luckily I have the protection program so it wont cost me anything to fix but I have to wait two weeks. And I have to fess up to my husband to what a bonehead i was. I hate typing posts from my phone so that’s why I haven’t been posting lately.

At least its fixable and wont cost me anything. I can breathe a sigh of relief. I waited five weeks to take it in because I thought they would tell me I needed to buy a new one. Yeah. I know. I had my head in the sand on this one.

Now I could only find my key fob I lost a couple of weeks ago….

Stay sane my friends. Dilly. Dilly.

6 Months Feels Like 60 Years

A couple of weeks ago Claudia from Humoring The Goddess wrote about a person who got rid of 75% of what she owned. Wow! That takes guts. Could I do that?

That question has been swimming in my head since then. The thought of letting go of 25% or more is doable.

We have been in our new house over 6 months and it feels like we have been there 60 years. Stuff wise that is.

Before we moved in we had a garage sale and sold a lot of stuff we weren’t using or didn’t want. I was happy. Less to move. We wont have a lot of stuff in the house.

Boy, was I wrong.

For the last couple of weeks I felt surrounded by stuff. Too much stuff. There is to much stuff in my office, the basement, living room.. basically everywhere. Last week my husband even commented on how we have too much stuff and that we need to get rid of some stuff. That is nice but usually when he says we it is me that is going to do the work. Not we.

This past weekend I went through everything in our bedroom and started in my office. The pictures below show what useless crap I am holding onto.

The six items in the picture I have been holding onto forever for ridiculous reasons. The ruler I kept because I might have to draw a half moon someday. Really? I tossed it in the donation box. The erasers I kept because I might need to use them when my pencil eraser is gone. Like this is ever going to happen because I have 100 pencils. Donation box. The two square things my husband made me. I wanted them to be dice. I think we were at my brother and sister in laws house when my husband made them. I dont remember what the situation was or why he made them. Its ridiculous that I still have them, but I really dont want to get rid of them but since I cant remember the circumstances surrounding them they have to go. Donation box.

These three pairs of gym shoes haven’t been worn since we moved in because I have bought three new pairs since so why am I keeping them? I don’t know. They have to go.

Last Thursday I took 11 home decor items from my garage sale bin to the consingnment shop. Today I took 4 more items. This weekend I will go through my Christmas stuff and take some Christmas decorations. I can take 11 items each specific day they allow consignments.

I dont know how nomuch 25% of my stuff is. My goals is get rid of 100 to 150 items. I am keeping track. The good thing about the consignment shop is that my items aren’t returned to me. Instead they are donated to a local resale shop. I think that’s cool because can start keeping track of my items starting with 15 items.

I have some stuff (new pillows I hate, planters I wont be using and outside light up decorations still in the box on Facebook marketplace in my area plus I want to put some things on ebay.

I am writing this on my phone and I dont know what I pushed to get this format. I think it’s time to go to bed.

No I dont think I could let go of 75% of my stuff and that’s ok. I will keep going through my stuff while being bruttually honest with myself about what I need and what I dont need.

I will keep you posted on my progress

Happy Halloween everyone. I hope you get more treats than tricks.

Gratitude Monday

I have a lot of things to be grateful for this week.

1. My husband is about 70% better. Thank God.

2. Adult daycare. I took off Monday and Tues but I had to go back to work on Wednesday so I texted his brother and sister and they stopped over to check on him and spend some time with him.

3. That my husband can go back to work tomorrow. Its been almost week and a half. Yeah.

4. For the great company he leases his trailer from. They are very understanding and almost like family

5. That I wont have to worry about him alone at home while I’m at work. It was a long three days at work last week.

6. My cellphone and texting.

7. For not getting what he had.

8. To be able to be alone and get started on my list of things to do.

9. The day I met him. My love grows for him every day. He’s the love of my life.

My Husband Comes First

When I went to work today I got the cold shoulder from some people…mostly managment. I’m not surprised. I expected it.

The thing is is that I dont feel I have to explain why I took a personal day on Monday and a day of vacation yesterday to certain people. I don’t have to explain how scared I was for three nights because my husband never had fever like that before and I didn’t know what to do. I don’t want to explain that after my husband’s fever broke during the third night he was so cold that I had him lay on a blanket and i covered up with three blankets and i held him tight until he stopped shivering and fell asleep. They don’t need to know that he woke up a couple of hours later and the fever returned and he told me he was afraid of his doctor’s appointment the next day because it might lead to a hospital stay.

I get that we are extremely busy and need all hands on deck. I get that my calling in on Monday had other people doing my job. I get it.

You know what? I dont care. I didn’t make a vow in front of family and friends to my job but I did to my husband. If he needs me to go to the doctor with him because he’s scared then that’s what I’m going to do. I want to be there for him. I need to be there for him. I will be there for him.

We get a bonus at the end of each year. We get five calls in a year which can be personal or sick. Each time we use one of the call ins our bonus goes down $50 or $100. This why people don’t use their call ins because they want that money at the end of the year. Dont get me wrong the extra money is nice but I would rather have the freedom. The freedom to call in if i need to. So what if I lose the money? Would I rather have $100 or be with my husband when he needs me? My husband would come first everytime. He is my life. He is my world. If he needs me I will be there.

He’s getting better. Last night he (we) slept through the night. His temp is almost back to normal. He got dressed right away this morning. He said he felt a little better.

Let’s hope this forward motion continues. I’ll keep you posted.

I woke up at 10 am wrapped in my husband’s arms. It’s one of my favorite places to be.

My husband is sick. He has some kind of virus. We were in the ER last night for 4 hours. I thought he had the start of pneumonia, but everything turned out fine. That’s why I think it’s a virus.

For the last two nights he’s been cold even with two blankets. He’s hot to the touch. I’m just going to let him sleep. He looks better this morning.

I woke up at 10 am wrapped in his arms. This is one of my favorite places to be. Sick or not. I laid there for a half hour wrapped in his love. I decided to call work and take a personal day.

I need a day to do nothing. To rest. To breathe. To watch TV wrapped in a blanket. To take care of myself. And to take care of my husband.

For now I’m going back to bed. Then I’m going to lay on the couch and watch tv.

I love me days!

Peaceful

For the past five minutes I have watched leaves twirl and fall to the ground from the trees in my backyard.

How cool is that?

I walked in my upstairs bathroom to turn off the nightlight and noticed it when I looked out my window.

I have never seen anything like it. It was like a gentle shower of leaves. A bunch would fall from a couple of trees at the same time. Then a bunch from one tree.

I wonder when they know it’s time to fall.

What a calming and peaceful way to start the day!

Have A Nice Winter

These are words I say to my fellow campers at the end the every camping season.

We closed up our trailer this weekend for the summer. It’s always bittersweet. It means winter is coming. It’s going to get colder. Snow.

I dont even want to think about it. Its not something I’m looking forward to.

We didn’t get to spend a lot of time at our trailer this summer because we were taking down trees and landscaping our front yard. It sucks and yet it was good because our front yard looks amazing.

We will have next summer to spend at our trailer. Long Saturday afternoons to float on our floaties in the pond. Campfires. Time to relax.

As for now we have a bunch of winter projects to do inside the house. Painting the living/dining room. Finishing my office. Redoing the tiny downstairs bathroom.

Hopefully winter will fly by. I probably shouldn’t say that but the older I get the more I dislike winter.

Right now I’m going to enjoy fall.

One Year Today

It’s a sad day in Las Vegas today. Its the one year anniversary of the shooting

I am in Vegas today. People are wearing t shirts that say Vegas Stronger. Tomorrow I am going to look for one to purchase.

Please pray for the victims and their loved ones tonight. No one deserves to die like that.

Peace and love always.

I Don’t Miss It

I was in the bathroom at work today.

Crinkle. Crinkle.

The crinkling sounded familiar. What the hell was it?

Rip.

Ah! I remember now. Someone was opening a plastic tampon wrapper.

Thank God it wasn’t me.

I admit I dont miss those days. The blood. The leaks. Carrying tampons everywhere. In my purse. In my glove box. Having to make emergency Walmart runs because I was out. Blood stains on the sheets. Cramps.

No I dont miss it at all.

Not. At. All.

Menopause isn’t fun. Weight gain. Mood swings. Hot flashes. Night sweats. Anger.

My journey through menopause hasn’t been easy but I wouldnt go back to having my period. I have learned so much about myself. I am a better person. I dont put up with people’s shit. I’m happier.

I’m so happy I’m not the one carrying that tampon. 😊 those days are long gone

Have a great day!

The Back Story

I know the letter I wrote to P in my last post was kinda rough so let me explain and give you the back story.

P is a nice woman, but the drives me nuts.  She can’t make a decision to save her soul.  Case in point:  if someone is selling Girl Scout cookies she has to call her husband to see what kind she should order.  (Not me.  I order my favorite cookie and hide them so I can eat them when I want to).

She tries to make everyone happy and put everyone’s needs before her own.  You and I know that you can’t make everyone happy so why try.  What it boils down to is that you need to make yourself happy and she doesn’t have a clue on how to put herself first or make herself happy.

I think if she asserted herself her world would fall apart around her and she wouldn’t know what to do on her own.

I just can’t deal with that behavior anymore.  I’ve worked hard to get to where I am.  Especially after menopause kicked in.  I’ve went to counseling and read books and wrote in my journal.  I started my blog.  I try to do one thing a week that scares me.  I’ve change.  I’m a different person.

I don’t drag my feel (well sometimes…).  I don’t blame my problems on other people.  I am hands on.  I am straight forward.  I like to learn new things.  I don’t take no for an answer.

I am a strong, independent woman.  I’m not afraid to speak up for myself.  I need to speak up for myself.  I want to speak up for myself.

I am in control of my life (for the most part).  I know where I want to go and what crap I am going to put up with.  If any.

I want to work with people who lift me up and support me.  That will motivate me to achieve my dreams.  That will call me on my shit and won’t put up with it.  I want positive people around me who love to learn and grow and encourage me to do the same.

Unfortunately these are not qualities she possesses.  I don’t they will ever be qualities she possesses.

I can’t pussy foot around the situation anymore so I try to stay away.  I will only help her if I have to and that time will be limited.  If I have to, I will sit down with my boss and her boss and tell them how I feel.  Not that it will do any good.  Work is work and I get that.  I just need to get it off of my chest.  They need to know how I feel and why.

She drives everyone nuts.  It’s not just me.  They get it.

She drains me because she talks about the same thing day after day, week after week, month after month and year after year.  Nothing changes.  It can’t because she won’t change.

I want to move forward.  I want to change.  I want to grow.

I want to be a better person.

Sometimes in life you have to leave people behind.  I choose to leave J behind.  As mean as that sounds it’s something I have to do.  I can’t have someone bringing me down all of the time.

I have to do what is best for me.  Whether she gets it or not.