I was cruising through my Google reader and read a post by Here in Idaho's Will (who I assume is Mr. Here in Idaho). Will has started a bloggy art project called The Satisfied. It is a happiness project. You should go check it out. I did. But I realized that right now--today--in this moment, I didn't have any satisfaction to share.I'm cranky. So I will post my Satisfied another day. However, I still have a Sleeping with Bread post to write. A post that is supposed to look at both consolation and desolation. But I can't--look at both today. I don't have it in me.
Oh, don't worry. It isn't that serious. I just... well, let me get to the desolation bit and we'll go from there.
In the last week, what has caused you to feel desolate?
Migraine. Migraine. Oh, and migraine again. Now, the actual "migraine" came and went on Thursday night. However, this particular migraine hangover has been pretty nasty. I am unreasonably irritable. My tummy hurts. I am exhausted. I am emotional. It has come and gone in waves from Friday through last night. Yesterday I really thought that I was gearing up for a second headache. It didn't happen, but I am concerned that it is going to.
And I don't have time for that this week. I have tutoring today. My case study (from last semester!!!) to work on. I have a paper due next week for my online class. Oh yeah. I have a family to take care of, too. The lion's share of that job has been falling on Paul.
It is taking all my focus.
So now we come to the reader participation portion of this post. You either know me from reading this blog or from real life. I need some consolations. I just don't have the mental acuity to write my own right now. But I know they are there. Not "feeling" them or not having the energy to focus on them does not remove their presence from my life.
So friends, I would be most obliged if you would leave me a consolation in my comments. It can be a big picture thing, i.e., the sun is shining, whatever OR it can be something specific to my life that you have gleaned from knowing me, through this blog or real life.
I'd appreciate it.
Don't forget to go check out the Sleeping with Bread blog to read what others are sharing.
12 comments:
I suppose you could find satisfaction in knowing you're making progress towards your degree, your goal. And that Paul was there to care for the family, and able, and willing. And that your family is there. And that the migraine has, so far, not come back.
I hope it stays away! I feel so bad for you.
I noticed today that the leaves are turning lovely, lovely colors outside... and starting to come loose and dance about in the wind in circles... all rather lovely to watch.
The first day of school, the original pancake house, breakfast and coffee and laughter and friends. A great memory. There will be days like this ahead! Hold on to HOPE.
YOU......know how to get candle wax out of hair! :-)
AND.......you brought back this weekly examen, which brought others back--like ME! :-) (for which I am extremely grateful, btw....)
Shall I mention Halloween? :-D
Well, edj stole my answer!
One thing that turned my week around was remembering that I could avoid having regrets if I opened myself up and minimized missed opportunities. It really helped me approach my days with much more joy.
Also, I realized that there are 10 weeks until Christmas and that instead of setting my goal for getting the interior painting done by June, I could decide to work on one room a week until Christmas and be DONE!!! Done would be so great!
Your children are both potty trained. And it'll be years before you need adult diapers. Aah. Bliss. It comes in small doses.
Hmm I should probably mention something like not sweating the small stuff, but that's already been done. I certainly don't have any magnificent big picture to focus on either. So what to do?
Probably perseverate on the teeny tiny stuff that we can all agree to be positive about.
What might that be?
Well I have a dollar and 35 cents in my purse, which isn't enough to buy anything in these current financial times. However if desperate I could go to the dollar store and still cover the tax on my purchase.
I'd walk there because it's near and petrol is expensive. So I'm lucky that I have functioning legs.
Alternatively I could remain home because I have a lap top and electricity which helps keep me connected to the rest of the miserable world although not necessarily grounded. I need a lot of 'grounded' with all those sparks coming through the outlet!
My husband also experiences the misery of migraine, so I'm right there with you dearie.
Wishing you really well really soon.
Cheers
Hmm. It is the day after you wrote asking for consolation. I don't know you well, but the distance of 24 hours might have helped?
Take care.
So, this may boggle your brain a bit... just trying to figure out just who is leaving you this comment.
I've been stalking you just a tad these last couple months by reading your posts. It is very interesting playing catch up with one's long lost friends.
One thing that has always amazed me about you, MaryLUE, is your incredible ability to self-reflect, to focus inward, analyze and question who you are and why you do what you do. Not everyone has that type of intelligence. Surely, a gift from God meant for His glory. "This is the day the LORD has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it." Maybe not what you're feeling today. I will pray for you (and yours) today. Maybe there is consolation in that.
The migranes come. (My ginny's usually last three or four days, but we haven't had to take her to emergency for morphine in a while)and then they go... and go...and then they're gone. After they're gone, you're still here(or there as the case may be) That means you win! Yay!
I know, A guy way to think of it.
Think on -
warm cups of cinnamon flavored coffee and REAL cream!
Indian summer days with crisp air and sun that warms the skin.
Days free of migraine, where your mind is at rest and your neck is relaxed.
Consolation is on the way as you've released the desolation.
Peace,
Tara
I hope your migraine is gone and stays LONG gone, the nasty old things.
You have beautiful children, a husband that loves you and an interesting future that you're working towards - all happy things.
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