Wide eyed and bushy tailed

I look out the window and see green. It doesn’t seem that long ago when we were all complaining about snow. As with most everything, give it time and things change. Sometimes the change is for the better, sometimes for the worse, but change is ever present.

Tony and I head off to Aruba this weekend to celebrate our anniversary. I’m recovering from what I think was a sinus infection and hope to be full steam ahead when we fly out. I’ve heard so many great things about Aruba. I’m finally getting to the point that thinking about it is a reality. Like so many things that are in the future, it doesn’t take on “real” proportions until it draws near. Some sun and warmth on my face and body will do me some good!

Life is in one of those strange zones for me. I’m motivated, but yet I’m not. I guess I’m more in auto pilot mode. I never do very well in that state of mind. I’m always looking for something to do, but always wary to take on new things. It’s like my energy level isn’t up to speed, and my mind says one thing, but my body another. Maybe it’s just the sinus infection talking. But I do have this funky spell every so often. I guess we’re all entitled to a breather every once in a while. Because I seldom take them, I think it’s just a little foreign to me.

I lost two beautiful days Saturday and Sunday to this miserable head junk this past weekend. Monday I decided it was time for the doctor. But Tony had been snooping through the medicine cabinet this weekend for something to help his back when he stumbled across Zyrtec D. I don’t know why I didn’t think of it this weekend, but for some reason I didn’t. Anyway, I decided to give it a last ditch shot before going to the doctor. I had already been taking Nyquil which I totally despise! It makes me incredibly loopy, and I have crazy dreams when I take it.

The bottle said it could cause drowsiness. I was looking forward to some sleep. However, it had quite the opposite effect on me. I was completely wide awake and WIRED! It was as if 10,000 chipmunks had landed in my brain and were darting around. I did my best to try and be calm, but I was crazy! I had cancelled a massage appointment first thing in the morning, but thought maybe by the end of the day I’d be better for yoga class. I probably should have cancelled that, too!

I was feeling a tad better, and about an hour before I was to leave for class, I decided to play some Wii. Yes, you read correctly! I finally caved and purchased a video game system. I do have ulterior motives that I truly believe will pan out in the long run, but suffice it to say, I probably play the silly game more than Cassidi does! Anyway, time got away from me, and I flew out the door to class. Not a good start to trying to be calm! I called the wellness center and let them know I was on my way, just running late.

When I got there, no one was in the classroom. I thought, dang, all that effort and no one even attended. But then one person came in. He’s a regular so I proceeded to chatter about my crazy medicine day and such. I let him know I’d only be able to do a meditation class since I had no idea how long my voice would last before I flew into a coughing spell. All was well and we made it through with no complications. However, at the end I noticed I had my shirt on inside out! I can only imagine the image I was portraying. Bug eyed from the chipmunks brewing in my head, inside out clothes, nasal voice droning from a barrel – ACK!! Not the serene, peaceful yoga setting one would expect. I guess it’s a good thing only he showed up and was understanding! Thanks Ray!!

Anyway…

I guess that’s life. I’ve just got to learn how to keep taking one day at a time and be grateful for the experiences vs. striving for perfection. Life is far from perfect. And besides, perfect is pretty daggone boring. Every time I think I’ve mastered that concept, it seems I need yet another lesson. Here’s to rolling with the punches and learning the fine art of bobbing and weaving!!