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I can’t remember the last time I took a nap. I’ve tried to relax, but can never commit. I’m always finding something else to do or thinking about everything I have to do or making myself feel guilty about napping.
I’ve been so busy lately. Between the running, yoga, chores, races, dinners, parties, and other shit that has made up my life over the past couple of months, I haven’t had a moment of peace to begin to relax and it’s caught up with me this week. I went to bed at 8 PM every night this week and slept well, but was still exhausted. All week, my body has been slow and slurry. On Wednesday, I really believed that I could have fallen asleep standing up on the train. I couldn’t keep my eyes open.
I told everyone to fuck off this weekend. I had one obligation yesterday morning, a breakfast with family, and then nothing but my Sunday run. I got home from breakfast and stared at my bed with longing. I turned all of the ringers off on my phones and snuggled down. I slept for 2 hours and felt wonderful. This morning, I ran 5 miles and cleaned the house. After my shower, I snuggled down again and slept for another 2 hours.
The older I get, the more I need to chill out and recharge my battery. I need quiet time. I need to calm my overstimulated mind. I really need to start taking one day a week to be by myself and just bask in quiet. I think it’s a good plan.
In other news, my drunk ass neighbor might be losing his life tonight if he doesn’t stop cutting the 3 twigs he cut off of a pine tree with a chain saw. He’s been at it for several hours over sticks I could have broken off with my bare hands. It’s right outside my living room window. It’s driving me mad.
For as long as I can remember I disliked New Year’s Eve. The night always brings a sadness and longing that I can’t really describe. I have no reason to be sad and I have no idea what I’m longing for, it’s just there. Maybe I have a memory from another life that revolves around New Year’s Eve. Who knows?
Even when I was little, I never enjoyed myself. I would cry when the ball dropped over Times Square. At one party when I was a teenager, I got such a heavy feeling in my chest that I thought I was going to pass out. I went on for the entire night.
I’ve tried going out. I’ve been to socials, wine tastings, friend’s parties, hanging out with family, and going to the bar. I have never ever ever got out of my NYE blues. I can’t say that I didn’t have fun at these celebrations, but the blues was always there.
The worst is trying to tell whatever boyfriend I had at the time that all I wanted to do was stay home and read a good book and forget about NYE. They never seem to understand and I end up going out counting the minutes until I can go home. Since I’ve been single for the past…well what feels like forever, I have spent NYE doing exactly what I want.
I’m not a depressed or pessimistic person. I am not prone to melancholy. It’s just this night. I hate it.
I do have one New Year’s tradition that I have been keeping up with since I’ve been on my own. Every year, I make homemade cinnamon rolls and allow myself to eat as many of them as I want. So tonight I will drink a glass of wine and read a book, and then get up nice and early to run 3 miles. That way I can feel a little less guilty for eating my face off.
Happy New Year! May you and yours have a year filled with love, happiness, and fun!
I chopped my hair off. I went from a shoulder-length bob to a pixie…very drastic. I love it. It’s easy and chic. I haven’t been so happy with my hair in years.
And when you’re happy with your hair, you feel good and good feelings attract good things…and so on and so on.
Although, I ran a 5K a few days ago and the guy checking me in thought I was a guy. I know I wasn’t wearing any makeup and was wearing a boob-smashing sports bra but I think he was fuckwit, because was wearing pink from head to toe and had a barrette in my hair. I gave him my last name and he asked me if I was Brian or Debbie. Um, really?
Other than that silliness, the reaction to the short cut has been positive. Even my dad, who hates short hair, says it suits me.
Here’s the picture. Isn’t it an awesome cut?
This might be my favorite breakfast recipe of all time. I make a huge batch on Sunday and then eat it all week. I don’t eat refined sugar, so there isn’t any in this recipe. If you are a sugar eater, then replace the agave nectar and stevia with 1/2 cup of sugar.
3 cups milk (I use cow, but coconut, soy, almond, goat…whatever, will work fine)
1 cup water
1/4 cup agave nectar
1 tbsp of powdered stevia
20 drops each of liquid cinnamon and vanilla stevia (if you don’t have these, use another tbsp of powdered stevia)
1 tsp vanilla extract
2 tbsp ground cinnamon
1/2 tsp ground nutmeg
1/2 tsp ground ginger
1/8 tsp ground clove
1/8 tsp ground cardamom (optional)
1 can pureed pumpkin
1/2 cup dried cranberries
1/2 cup of raw pumpkin seeds
2 cups oatmeal
Bring milk, water, pumpkin puree, agave nectar, stevia (powdered and liquid), vanilla, and spices to a boil and whisk until all blended. Add cranberries, pumpkin seeds, and oatmeal to boiling liquid. Cook for 5 minutes on low and then let sit for 10 minutes to thicken.
Serve with milk and maple syrup or plain.
The week after my pants were scared off watching The Walking Dead was horrible. Everything that could go wrong at work did. My energy was super low and I was having trouble sleeping. And I was PMS’ing hard-core. I had Friday that week off and I needed to take of some cores, and then I was going to work on bringing some serenity into my life for a few days.
It worked. Last weekend I recharged and felt great. My work week last week was super busy, but a good busy. You know, the type of busy where you feel a sense of accomplishment at the end of it. I was stressed out. I felt back to my normal self.
I’ve been running for the past 2 weeks. I was following the Couch to 5K program until I ran the 5K a few weeks ago. I realized that since I can run 5K, then I should just run for 45 minutes and not worry about how far I go. Everyday, I run a bit faster and further. It feels really great. My mom is really getting into running as well. We have decided to run on the river every Sunday morning.
I have today off and I’m straight chilling until 4 when I will go to my mom’s and give out candy. I love doing this. I never get kids at my house and she gets loads. It’s so much fun. The only thing that’s annoying is when parents bring their babies up to trick or treat. It’s obvious that the parents want the candy since their 6 month old can’t eat it. I also get annoyed at the kids who think it’s okay to not dress up and that just because they come to the house, we should give them candy. I don’t want to give them candy, but my mom is afraid they’ll come back and vandalize the house. Other than those types of people, it’s a great time.
I love nail polish and I really love Avon nail polish. I know that people think O.P.I. is the best, but I really don’t think so. Avon’s Nailwear Pro is awesome. And now there’s a product to make it even more awesome. It’s a crackle top coat called Mosaic Effects.
It totally works. Check out how cool my nails look. I love the orange and black for Halloween. And please forgive the dry cuticles…I know they’re gross.