I knew I had a serious problem with the last snow fall. It wasn't the usual snow where I look out and proclaim, "I hate snow!" It wasn't deep. The wind wasn't blowing sub-arctic chill deep into my bones. It was actually a light snow, the kind that makes you think of pretty, glittery snow globes.
I trudged in from walking Chester. Looked at the walks that needed shoveling and thought F### it.
I never think that. I always shovel after walking the dog. Getting the snow off the walks is very important to me. But as I kicked the snow off my shoes and came in the house I didn't care if I ever shoveled another walk. Nope. Did not care at all.
It didn't stop there. Everything in life was wrong. Things I love became a struggle. Walking Chester was a chore to be endured. I contemplated putting pen to paper, but why bother. Taking a shower in the morning was total drudgery. The fetal position seemed imminent
Once I realized that something was wrong I looked back over the last couple weeks to find the trigger and I realized that I had overbooked my social calender. One social event can be enough to set me off, but I had a series of events that required me crawling out of my shell to attend.
After the epiphany my mantra became: "If I can get through Saturday I will be okay."
I repeated it enough and I guess I believed myself.
I woke up this morning and felt better than I had for a while. My brain was full of my story. I was happy to walk the dog. I have yet to shower, but the prospect of taking one isn't weighing me down. There may be hope.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Life in Utah
I got this in an e-mail and it sums things up nicely.
WHAT JEFF FOXWORTHY HAD TO SAY ABOUT UTAHNS!
If someone in a Home Depot store offers you assistance and they don't work there, you live in Utah.
If you've worn shorts and a parka at the same time, you live in Utah.
If you've had a lengthy telephone conversation with someone who dialed the wrong number, you live in Utah.
If 'vacation' means going anywhere south of Salt Lake City for the weekend, you live in Utah.
If you measure distance in hours, you live in Utah.
If you know several people who have hit a deer more than once, you live in Utah.
If you have switched from 'heat' to 'A/C' and back again in the same day, you live in Utah.
If you install security lights on your house and garage but leave both unlocked, you live in Utah.
If you can drive 75 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching, you live in Utah.
If you design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit, you live in Utah.
If the speed limit on the highway is 75 mph -- you're going 80, and everyone is still passing you, you live in Utah.
If driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow, you live in Utah.
If you know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and road construction, you live in Utah.
If you find 10 degrees 'a little chilly' you live in Utah.
If you actually understand these jokes and forward them to all your friends, you live in Utah.
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Sunday, January 9, 2011
Discovery Channel: I Love the World
I should really post something. I should also really get my chapter written. I should probably clean the house and there are a few other things I should be doing. I know I'll make a list and knock them out one by one.
1) Post something. DONE!!!
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