I was up far too late getting dating advice from Brent last night, so when that bloody alarm went off (ohh yes – I slept up until the alarm sounded), I was not pleased. This morning, I came upon something which I know to be true as I have experienced it (I also learned about it in grad school, but to me, it is more about the doing than the reading). Positive thoughts
bring positive thoughts and the same goes for negativity. The last few of months, however, I have been walking around saying “I hate everything.” It was funnier when I was saying it in a Batman voice after a funny occurrence, yet recently, the Batman –aspect has dropped off. I reminded myself about my brains’ neuroplasticity recently and that such negative thoughts were contributing greatly to my attitude.
Kids to school then I came home again to accomplish something. Did I accomplish it? Yes! A letter written for insurance (VW) to get a “classic car” rate, which is less and off to more PT. It seemed to be in my better interest to inquire as to billing for the PT as I’ve been here about 7 times now and billing has never been mentioned.
Once I got the little things taken care of, I headed home. I spent the next 4 hours on the phone and or on email getting ALL sorts of things completed. I spoke with a gentleman in Mexico (a Canadian!! I wanted desperately to ask him “aboot” the weather….) about the vacation club I am a part of, I spoke with insurance (I am no longer going to be going to PT),I spoke with billing, I called the loan agent, emailed the realtor, a professor from school, at least 5 calls to Ethan’s high school to get Aeries set up and much, much more. I was taking notes left and write and it was insanity, through and through. The guy came by to cut the tree down, so at one point I heard a big “thunk” and knew (moment of silence for Wicked Tree’s cousin). Somewhere in there, Ethan was dropped off and went right to his room where he passed out – dead tired. Eventually it was time to get Maggie from volleyball and her first week of school.
She made varsity and survived 3 days of 8th grade, so I purchased her some frozen yogurt, then back home where the boy was still asleep. We faced-timed my sister and niece who strummed her guitar and sang about “flier-trucks” – totes adorbs. My sister suggested that she and I go somewhere where you can’t bring kids – like Peru and Machu
Picchu, so now our long weekend in NOLA is going to tentatively change into an adventure somewhere for a week – just us. How GLORIOUS!!
Dinner and then the kids wandered off. I had realized that soon I need to test for Law/Ethics (YES!! Studying!!!)(I wish I were kidding, but I am really excited about books and writing and sitting in my bed for a couple of months again). I also chatted with a guy on match whom I’ve been chatting with the whole time. He is quite attractive – but I have no desire to meet him and I feel he has no desire to meet me…he is like a “comfort” date to me…it’s all good. I wish, at the end of this one day, that every time I began to say “I hate everything” that I changed it to something positive, but it was really a very stressful day. Thankful for Scarlett’s attitude: “After all…tomorrow is another day.”
Pictures: The tree ‘before’; The tree ‘after.’ Thank you, tree for EVERYTHING!!
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