It's Been One Of Those Weeks For So Many Reasons

On occasion, I have one of those days. You know the ones I'm talking about. You wake up on the wrong side of the bed. Nothing seems to go right. Murphy's Law is in full swing. The Universe is whacky. And, trying to maintain any type of balance seems 'bout near impossible. Well, I didn't just have one of those days. It's been one of those weeks.

Why...?

1. I lost a very close friend of mine. Last Friday, I learned that a close friend of mine passed away earlier in the week. We've been friends for over 20 years. No one checked in. No one reached out and asked if I was okay. Aside from Lisa, no one was really there.

2. I sustained a few injuries. I will be the first to admit, Grace is not my middle name. I've sustained quite a few injuries because of that. However, last week, I slid down the bottom half of our basement steps. I busted my left leg and knee pretty good. After a few days of taking it easy, I was starting to feel better. Then this week, I slipped several times on the kitchen floor. As of right now, I'm unable to walk unless I'm holding onto something. Yes, this too shall pass, but for right now, it hurts. Bad.

3. The expectations. Just because we've provided various services in the past doesn't mean people should assume we're going to provide them time and time again. For free. And, on a side note, if we need to be sensitive to people's recent financial changes, maybe we should expect the same.

4. Your tribulations do not trump ours. Self explanatory.

5. We are human. Once again, self explanatory.

6. I feel lost because I haven't made anything. We're behind schedule in the woodshop and Bodacious DIY Dog Mom Project Workshop. You can read about that here. Although I'm not stressed about it, I am at my best when I create stuff. I'm a writer. An artist. I need to write. I need to create. So, I'm not quite feeling at my best right now.

7. Enough with the excuses. What you allow is what will continue. Stop with the excuses. It's no longer cute or tolerable. It's getting old. Be proactive.

8. The road travels both ways. Sigh.

Despite it being one of those weeks, I've been productive. Kept my head held high. Brushed myself off.

The kids know I've had one of those weeks too. They've been glued to my side. Lots of extra juicy kisses and snuggles.

Tomorrow is a new day.

Next week is a new week.