Monday’s – you know those! The day following an ONLY 2 day weekend and what seems to be some of the shortest days in your life!
But this was just one of many – other than I’m really starting to FEEL old. I don’t care about getting old, but I care a lot about what happens to my body since. Apparently its not contributing to my mindset. You know, my childlike attitude, playful banter – this damn body is just deteriorating even further. I have a physical scheduled tomorrow and then I can share my whines with THIS new doctor – I hate going over this … with someone new. Can’t they just read the other reports and we go from there? Can’t they also just see that I’m short, chubby (now) and getting old. No more new stupid pills though – give me just one/something that helps the body restore its energy back to the crazy MIND so the two can work together… lol.
I did part of this to myself, over extending myself by detailing both cars – wash, wax, vacuum, clean, etc. and then also clean out some of the junk that I’ve added to the garage. Well, I did manage to get a massage after the first episode and although it felt ‘okay’ (not terribly relaxing – still working on this massage therapist choices) but I then stupidly went right back at it on Sunday.
Now Monday rolls around and I’m tired and a little sore still. But I was amused – work had some ‘interesting episodes’ (so to speak) – both good and bad and ‘the usual’ (attitudes) but really all-and-all REAL. You know when you realize (which I do quite often) that whatever I’m thinking/feeling/concerning myself with – that others around me have REAL lives as well (some ARE human – that’s a personal quip over something very amusing that happened today) and it made me feel good to also have someone come and ask me a personal favor (to be a reference for them) – knowing that they are just as ‘concerned’ as I am and I was also flattered that they asked.
Life even threw me more curve balls (family) and had me concerned (once again) for their lives. I so just want them to be happy – and whatever I can do to help, I always will!
So I came home to M and glad to be able to share all of this with him; to pop open some champagne (he his wine) and sit and snack on bagel chips/cheese & sun-dried tomatoes and just talk! REAL talk. Only to end with me smiling and looking at his cute, sweet face, jumping in his arms and to then make love. And finally to come back downstairs and share a silly tv show (Devious Maids).
THAT is getting Real – Simple, Romantic Living!