Winter in October

This was a complete slap in the face.  We are just coming off a two day blizzard and 17 inches of snow.  I know, it's the Northland, and we can always expect to have snow any time after Labor Day, but a blizzard?  That's just dirty!

So Friday was stressful for me.   Blaine has officially parked his scooter in my garage, which means that I'm his primary mode of transportation until next spring.  The city bus picks him up and gets him to Wal-Mart and I take him home.  I don't mind; it gives me one-on-one time with him.  It's never a dull moment with him.   But it's also stressful, especially when the buses aren't running due to storms, which was the case on Friday. 

I tried, I really did try - against the wishes of T.  He thought I was nuts when I walked out the door to go pick Blaine up and take him to work and then to my own work.   He wasn't pleased at all. But I knew it was coming from a place of concern...protection. 

I'm stubborn though and put on the boots and walked out the door, right in to a snow drift.   I trudged through it and headed to the garage.  Opening up the garage door was a shock...and so I closed it and went back to the house and sent a message to Terry that I couldn't get Blaine to work.  Then I told work that I wouldn't be in either.

I spent the day Friday walking from window to window to check the weather.  I watched Netflix, made homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, did a bit of yoga, and tried to take a nap.  (That didn't happen).   Yesterday, more of the same.   I discovered that I'm not a fan of being idle; I have too much energy.  

Which leaves today, Sunday.   I took Blaine to work then hit the gym.  Man, did it feel good to work off some of that energy - to move.   I upped my weights on the chest press, did some intervals on the rower, and worked up a good sweat.  It felt good.  

Another Year

Yesterday was my 57th birthday.  I can't say that I feel any older though.  Really, what difference does a number make?  I still feel 45ish in mind...the body slightly older.

It was a quiet day for the most part.  My supervisor brought caramel rolls for my birthday, which was nice of her.  And I received the customary phone calls from siblings.  Several staff  made a trip to my corner to give me birthday greetings and hugs.

I could have taken the night off from the gym, but decided to stick to my recommitment of Health.  I'm glad I did, because it was a kick ass workout.

My Birthday wish was for a quiet night at home, which I received.  Sometimes it really IS about the simple things!

The Value of Time

Here we are, September 8th.  I can make the usual comment of "where did time go to?"  But I won't.  We all experience the passing of time at frightening speed.  I've never been one to wish away time...it's a precious commodity - just ask someone who is battling cancer or someone who has just lost a family member.    The older I get, the more I appreciate my time;  I guard with every fiber of my being.  Gosh, that sounds terribly anti-social or selfish, doesn't it.   

Allow me to explain. 

I'm entering the 2nd half of my life.  I'm closer to my death than my birth (fact and reality...and no, I'm not kicking the bucket any time soon - at least I hope not!)   In my youth, I was busy making a life for myself - making friends, having fun,  building a career, making money, accumulating material things.  Carefree and unworried about what my future held.  I didn't plan beyond the next day because the next day always came.

As I've aged, I've become aware that there is a very distinct possibility that the next day may very well not come.  Oh, I know that there is never a guarantee at any age that tomorrow will come...we're all living on borrowed time, right?   What I mean to say is that I value tomorrow more now than I used to.    And because I value tomorrow, I have learned to appreciate today. 

 Follow me?   Let me explain further.    

I stated earlier about guarding my time.  One of the biggest things I consciously do is to spend time with quality people; family and friends who value me as much a I value them.  I have many acquaintances but my circle of true-blue friends is tight.  I've learned to weed out the fakes or those that are using me for their personal gain.  I will not tolerate them and have zero time for them. Does that sound snobbish?  Perhaps...but I don't care.  My well being is paramount and if cutting toxic people out of my life helps to maintain my well being - then so be it.  

The world has become a toxic place.  As an empath, I feel the toxicity - the dark energy coming off people.  So my time at home is treasured; it is my sanctuary.  I recharge, regroup by cleaning, reading, writing, cooking, napping, listening to music, puttering doing projects, spending  time with hubster.   And when I leave my home, it is truly because I want to.  Am I a recluse? Not at all!  Merely a person who is selective.

And it goes without saying that the gift of health is more important now more than ever.  I've been on a journey the last 20 years to improve my health through diet and exercise.   Recently I've been more focused on well being.  Fitness is a small part of the wellness equation.  I'm taking more time to meditate on a regular basis, research and read more on the divine being and connecting with what makes my soul happy.   We can go through life on autopilot and never really figure out what makes up tics.  Perhaps because we really have to get uncomfortable and acknowledge the inadequacies ; the chink in our armor..... Be vulnerable.  It's tough to do, but necessary.   Why? Because in our vulnerability we find our courage.  And in our courage, we find our life.

~Sherry~

Just A Saturday Night

Hello blog stalkers!! Bet you thought I had fallen off the face of the earth. Huh?  Can't get rid of me that easily:)

Can't really say what has been going on with my lack of writing, other than to be truthful and say. "I haven't felt like it."  Pure and simple.

I was ill most of June with a nasty infection that took hospitalization and two rounds of antibiotics to clear up. That took the wind out of my sails.  Thank goodness I'm a relatively individual....I would hate to think of what it would have been otherwise.

Consequently I hadn't taught yoga for three weeks and, needless to say, I certainly wasn't out on my bike. I'm better though and went out for a bit on Wednesday night.  I need to build up my stamina before I tackle anything other than short 5 milers.

Yesterday was America's birthday, the 4th of July.  It was a great day spent with family friends out at Spiritwood Lake. and later in the evening with my sister and her boyfriend.   Came home to sit on my patio with a glass of wine, a roaring fire and fireworks...compliments of my neighbors. I must say, they did an outstanding job!.

I'm actually back out on my patio tonight...same scenario..minus the wine. Lol. My patio is where you'll most likely find me in the summer.  Summer is fleeting as it is, I can't see wasting beautiful nights by being indoors.  

Anything else to report??  I can't think of anything right now.  Will go for now and try to write more when I feel witty or inspired.   Get a few glasses of wine in me and you never know what'll come out of me. Lol

~Sherry-~