Slowing the wheel

Unable to fall asleep tonight, I lay in bed just a few minutes ago thinking about my day. At first glance, it was uneventful....quiet, somewhat productive, nothing new and exciting. Like many people, especially women, I tend to look back on my day as I look at the mental list of things to do in my head....did this, check; did that, check...and so on.

But then I really slowed down the hamster wheel in my brain and thought about it. Small, yet significant details began to emerge as I started in the morning and went through my day. And it turns out, it wasn't as uneventful as I'd originally thought. Paying attention to the little things, instead of rushing through them at light speed, helped me focus on those things I'd zipped by.

This morning at work, I was opening a can of pineapple with the old can opener in the drawer, which always seems to skip a few places on the lid (and yet I continue to use it anyway). I then grabbed a spoon and began to try to pry the lid off just enough to drain the juice into the sink and allow the pineapple chunks to fall into my bowl. In my haste, and I swear I saw it happening before it actually happened, I'd sliced my hand on the razor-sharp lid. Yep. Always the klutz. lol It bled like crazy, and fortunately, no stitches were required.

Later in the morning, I'd finally (finally!) made an appointment to get another MRI on my back tomorrow. I've been having pain down my right leg for about six weeks now, ever since I seriously began a walking routine again, and I want to make sure I didn't re-injure anything that had been fixed by surgery last September. I've lost over ten pounds and a pants size, so don't even suggest to me to stop walking. lol

At another point in the morning, I selfishly opened my mouth and inserted my foot in an e-mail to a friend. I assumed, which is never a good idea. I've made a policy try not to do that in the future.

I made tentative plans to see my girlies for a movie Saturday night. Haven't had a girls night out in a long while, so that should be fun if we can get a plan in action.

I daydreamed for a while about a magazine that I want to write for (freelance of course ;)). I've been after them for years, and its looking positive. Time will tell.

I laughed a lot at work. My co-worker Chrissy always makes my laugh. We have the same bawdy sense of humor, and although we have to try to restrain it at work, sometimes the humor just slips out. She's very funny.

I bitched with my co-workers (and later, my husband) about President Obama's remarks last night about the Cambridge police. That really pissed me off. How does a president, on national television, say he doesn't know all the facts and then make a comment like that in front of the world? Unbelievable.

I missed my daughters. The house has been so quiet without them. But I'm happy they're having fun. I'll be going to see them in Texas in a few weeks. The thought of flying makes me want to hurl, of course, but as I always say, you can't see many places if you don't fly.

I tried a new wine today, a recommendation of another co-worker (thanks Dave!). It was called Barefoot, and was very inexpensive and very tasty. I love the cabernet.

I cried again tonight for my mother. At her most recent doctor's appointment this week, she was told that although the cancer has shrunk, it will never be gone. Without the chemo, it will come back without a doubt. And again, regardless that she looks so much better and as even gained some weight, he gave her a prognosis of one year. I could hear my father's voice catch in his throat when he answered the phone.

The rain is coming down hard out there now. It's pounding against the deck just outside the sliding door there. I was tempted to open the door and go outside and stand in it, just let it wash over my face and my body and soak through my clothes. It's still tempting.

Another time, perhaps.