Well, that intro says it all...I'm in a funk...don't know why, nothing has happened, everyone is fine...I am just in a funk. Part of me thinks it is just Christmas...I am just not a fan of all the commercial crap that goes on surrounding this holiday...the real reason for Christmas is forgotten by so many...even my kids easily forget. A few nights ago Jillian said "I just wish I could have presents every day"...I tried to tell her that I understood what she was thinking but that we all must remember what this is really all about. We were watching Charlie Brown Christmas and right then my favorite part came on where they tell the Christmas story and they all remember the true meaning of Christmas. She listened but she is like most other kids and went right back to wanting it all....
Anyway, back to me and my "issues"....the holiday season started off pretty good for me. I felt organized, had my lists, Christmas cards were ordered and plans were set but for some reason this week I am just over it....don't feel like doing any of it. This is where Bret has to step in and take over...he's done it before and he can do it again....the plan is there...just needs to be implemented.
Work is tough and I know that affects my mood a lot. There are so many days that by the time 5:00 rolls around I just feel like I have nothing left to give...I want to just crawl in a hole. Of course, that's not an option so you go thru the motions. Wouldn't it be nice if we all got paid to do something we really loved to do??? There are days that I think I really deserve that and I am sure many of you think the same thing...life is too short - do what you love - love what you do...blah, blah, blah. I wonder how many people ever really get that chance?
Ok, enough of the pity party...moving on.
My surgery is set for January 6th. No guarantees that our plans to "lift and shift" the foobs will help the big dent in the center of my chest but I am ready to try this once and then finish up with nips and tats and be done with this. I am not nervous about this surgery and I feel good about my decision. I will be home most of January recovering which means not doing anything with my arms. She will once again do internal stitching and it is important that I move as little as possible to keep the stitches from popping. I wasn't very good about this the last time...I swear I could feel them pop sometimes and now I see the results of those choices.
Well, thanks for checking in...sorry to be such a downer but that is just where I am right now. Tomorrow is Friday and that is a very good thing. I love my weekends and we have some good things planned for the weekend and I will love every minute of it.
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