More sleep, moderate exercise, and an improved diet. That will give my poor adrenal glands a break, or so I thought. But things happen. Like the holidays. And birthdays. And moving into my own place. All three happening at the same time is enough to keep me up until 2 a.m. unpacking odds and ends, wrapping this and that, hanging up that extra string of lights on the miniature Christmas tree that is decorating my new front porch. Etc., etc., etc.
It's just as easy (and probably more reasonable) to just go to bed at a decent time and continue with the shenanigans when most people are awake. But I just can't help myself. Being able to do all of these things without anyone telling me to do otherwise is a treat that I will relish until my body finally tells me to stop with all the nonsense and go to bed already.
But I'm used to putting my body through extreme measures. And speaking of which I seem to have committed to the San Francisco Marathon in July. The pre-holiday toast last night with 6 of my cousins sealed the deal. It sounded like an awesome idea after that second glass of red. As does unpacking another 5 boxes and finishing off my Christmas shopping now that I have caffeine flowing through my system.
I'm sure somewhere down the line when I've had more sleep I will reread this post and wonder what crazy person wrote this rambling blog entry. Surely my clone, the evil twin who makes rash decisions like moving into her own place (yes, S and I have broken up) and running marathons and splurging on a fancy shmancy coffee maker because she thinks it's really super duper cool (and because her parents are really generous as well).
If I were to focus more on living in the moment, I'd say that I'm really really tired, but really really happy. It's peaceful and my kids are content, counting down the says to our Christmas festivities with my family and their dad's family. Even when the holiday decorations have been put away and the novelty of a new place has worn off, we will still be amid peace and happiness. And that is the best Christmas present anyone can ask for.
2 comments:
Sorry about the break-up but I was wondering if it was what you wanted. I hope that you find someone to be your other half someday (even though you are a whole). You are going to have a lovely holiday, though!
Yes, it is what I wanted. Right now I really think going solo is the best thing. Too many things to figure out in my life in order to really move ahead, and there are only three (precious little) things I can fully focus on in addition to all that.
Yes, the holidays are going to be so so so wonderful!!
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