November 19, 2014

<groooaannnnn>  The week before Thanksgiving (or any) break always seems that much longer, particularly when there is STUFF going on at work, at home, at school…e’reywhere.  Lawdamercy, as my Traci Henderson would say.  Still, it was a NICE morning.  Took my time, took a nice hot shower, sang along with my boys, date confirmed.  Suddenly, I’ve got 5 minutes til I need to leave.  Mornings always disappear like that.  I had a strange dream where a woman was shocked by the wonder of my engagement ring from my fiancée…I was depressed because I didn’t want to get married.  I think even my subconscious has given up and that is ok by me.  Now if I can just get my head out of  “ought to”  mode, I’ll be peachy.

Work…Seems the class decided to stay mostly home.  Others left due to illness, which resulted in no ICT.  This is good because yesterday my head almost exploded and that’s not good.  A solo rain drop headed down, which was great news.  Rainy days always bring joy.  Talked to my friend about the depression of healthy eating…  It seems that right now in my life, there is an amazing amount of stress taking place and my way of coping (unfortunately) right now is via my one vice – food.  I should take up smoking. :-p

Wish I could run, but it hurts too much.  I learned that in my year of being a runner.  Enjoyed Spanish class.  It KILLS me that I never took up all the offers I had from LB employees to go stay with their various families in Mexico.  I would have learned it in 3 months.

LOTS going on…and I have now received my first death threat.  Long ago, these things were ignored.  Not anymore.  Not from this population.  It's taken very seriously.  The world is a scary place now and I did tend to look around me more to see who was in close proximity as I was leaving campus.  The stiff neck that started appearing this morning was excruciating by the time I left for work.  I’ve been wearing a heating pad ever since I got home. 

By the way – the lady on NPR who does all the sponsor adverts is driving me nuts.  I have to shut it off every time I hear her voice: "NPRRRRRrrrrrrr….and sponsors like the Mcgowannn FoundatioNNNNNnnnnn, where money and time just disappeaRRRRRrrrrrr.  Thank youuuuuuuuu for listening to NPRRRrrrrrrrrr" 

At home, I sadly disappointed my drill sergeant by stress baking, but I made two treats – and one will go to class tomorrow (not one where the individual is).  No, I don’t feel better, now I  feel puffy, but I drowned out my sorrows for a minute in  some sugar, so all is ok.

 Pictures:  My little Ganesh..he hangs out with my many Buddhas and watches over us; An elephant from my childhood who is guarding my records; My dad's spurs, right along by my books.  Austrian cowboy and fine literature - goes together like toast and jam for me.