Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Happy Birthday to Me

My friend called me on my birthday and said, and I quote, "Just think, we, I mean you because I don't want to include myself in this, but you have lived half your life". To which I replied, "I did an age test on my sister's iphone, which I'm sure is right, and I'm going to live to be 101, so I haven't reached my halfway point yet."

Have you ever really thought about your halfway point? I wonder if I passed it yet or if it's still to come. I'm hoping it's still to come.

My birthday was good. Cowboy gave me a charm for my pandora bracelet. He took me out to dinner two nights in a row. I love my birthday. I wish I could still have a birthday party every year just like when I was a little girl.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Creeping back in...

I can feel the stress creeping back into my body. No! I spent two and 1/2 weeks trying to get rid of stress in my life and three days of work and it's all back. It probably didn't help that I got up and worked from 7:45a to 8p today.

You see, the thing about my job is that I get "punished" when I come back to work because the work just piles up and no one gets to do my job. So not fair. I love what I do and wouldn't change it for the world but it's just not fair that I have tons of work to catch up on.

The one ray of good news is that I hired a team leader that hopefully will take some of the responsibility off my plate and then I won't have so much to do.

But for now, I'm just going to relax this weekend--that's all that I can do.

Thursday, September 9, 2010


I highly recommend a two week vacation every year or at least every other year. I feel so much better and more relaxed then I have in ages. I did a really good job of not thinking about work (well except for the two huge proposals that I had to write). I also answered a few emails but that was more about saving my sanity then giving up vacation. My last week was spent in Florida with my best friend.

I hate that my friend lives so far away. I hate that I only get to see her twice a year. It is always so sad going to the airport. Lots of tears and hugs and tears and hugs. My heart aches when I have to leave.

I love spending time with her girls and doing things with them. I got to teach them to sew and we planted flowers together. It was the first time we also got to do a little grown up shopping. If they lived closer, there could be so many more memories like that.

It's amazing how our lives take such unexpected paths that lead us to where we are.