Not a Moment Too Soon
If last week were, say, part of a contest- a really not fun contest where a family could compete with other families, or a twenty-seven-year-old woman could compete with other twenty-seven-year-old women- to see who could have the worst week ever, my family and I would have been fierce competitors. Or maybe, if there were a television show called Worst Week Ever and they featured people that were really having a really bad week, we might have been one of the top stories.
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The loss of a family member started the week. Then, a much beloved couple close the family have decided to separate. Then, a family member attended and then, subsequently, was stranded at a wedding-gone-wrong. In Kentucky. Kentucky, where none of us is right now. And we thought that was it; we thought we had our Unfortunate Things Happen in Threes trifecta. But then someone had a heart attack and all my theories of threes just went out the window, along with the cake I'd tried to bake but couldn't because the middle kept sinking. Twice. Thank you. (The upside to that is, you have to do something with all that icing you made. I opted to eat it, rather than slapping it directly onto my thighs. Yes, thank you, again.)
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So many times in the last week, I've found myself just shaking my head, trying to think but not really being able to get anywhere. I've written a thousand things, most of which make no sense now and the rest of which will probably make very little sense in the days to come. I've gone for countless runs (yes, more than once per day), thrown myself into work only to come out feeling drained and guilty, and tried passing the time with friends and drinks and catching a little bit of sunlight. It's incredibly challenging to catch sunlight in between all the clouds, by the way.
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While I know this is not the worst plight in life (I'm well aware more people than me could be on the Worst Week Ever) I'd be a complete fraud if I didn't admit to what I'm thinking right now: I have a break coming in seven days and my gosh, I feel like I've earned it.
13 comments:
Best thing is, breaks come when you need them most.
I am so glad that you have that break coming. What a tough week you have had. I hope that you are able to leave much of the worry thoughts here and enjoy yourself to the fullest possible.
I'm sorry you've had such a crappy week... it's gotta get better. Law of averages.
You have earned the break!
My family could have also been in the competition, but I think you'd have us beaten.
Keep focused on beachy thoughts.
Soon your dreams of the blue skies, sand and water will be a reality. Until then heres to hoping you a better week - because almost anything seems better than what you went through.
Good gracious, girlie! That's a miserable week to have and I'm so sorry to hear that you had to deal with all of that nonsense! But your break is coming and you sure do deserve it!!
Oh, is this THE fabulous two-week sailing break? Did time pass so quickly?
That truly is a rough week. I'm happy to hear vacation isn't too far away for you. I'm not a believer in the "threes" theory, but I won't bore you with that. I hope things improve this week.
Oh, I am so sorry. Take your break and sail off into the sunset. Follow the clouds. Breathe. The smiling will come......
Peace, girl, and better waves....
YES! You have definitely earned it, so ENJOY!
Michelle- Oh for sure!
TE- Thanks- I promise, leaving things behind is exactly what I plan to do.
Sue- I think you've got to be right on there.
JACC- Sorry to hear of your family going through some tough times, too. We are all spoiled by the quiet times, I think. Beachy thoughts it is!
e.b.- Just about, huh? :)
SL- Me too! Thanks. :)
Bre- Thanks- you're a sweetie!
Lia- Explanation on that soon to come. :)
Egan- I didn't think I believed in it before, now I know I don't.
Singleton- Thank you. I am practicing breathing quite religiously right now. :)
Appltini- Thanks, I hope to.
Sorry you had such a bad week. I know I've been there...eventually it does come back around though. Everything is cyclical.
Shit...I feel like you've earned it too!
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