I have been a bad blogger as of late. I am working on a few posts and should have one up tomorrow. In the mean time, enjoy a few photographs taken by my sweet Suzie Q on her visit last month.
Anyone who has met me knows that little things like smashed pillows on the sofa, crumbs on the counter, water spots on the faucet fixtures, crooked picture frames and dust bunnies don’t bother me at all. So what I am about to tell you may shock you. I few days ago ran out of crack, I mean Klean n’ Shine, a cleaning product from the 70’s that is so toxic it foams at the mouth but I can not stop using it because it cleans EVERYTHING and doesn’t streak and F you planet, I do a lot for you already, I LOVE KLEAN N’ SHINE. Anyway, I felt the can getting low and made a note to pick up a new can or 10 at the only remaining retailer brave enough to carry this cleaner, Star Market. I grab my cloth bags, see, I told you planet, and head for the market. I make my way directly to the cleaning aisle and scan the usual area only to find that there is no Klean n’ Shine. I try to remain calm but when I see that there isn’t even an empty spot where it is supposed to be, or a tag marking its old spot...
I'm back It has been just over two years since I have written here. A lot has changed, the followers I'm sure have diminished but I'm here, I'm still here. To say that I haven't thought about writing in these past two years would be a complete lie. I have thought about and wanted to write almost every single day. But the excuses...oh the excuses! Not enough time in the day. True I'm not in the right head space right now. True, but also all the more reason I should have been writing. I really just want to watch tv and zone out after the kids are in bed. So true When I sit down to write all of my ideas seems to drift away and I just stare at the same blank screen until my eyes must look away. True I don't know if what I write reaches anyone or if anyone cares. True I need to bare my soul but what if people judge me. True So why did I decide to finally start writing again? Because I can't not write anymore. There...
Now it is about 18 months ago and I am feeling very disconnected form my body. My body feels weak and frail, sick. I can't do a lot of things with my hands. I spill things and need to take breaks when cooking dinner or shampooing my hair. I can't really hold a hair dryer for long or stir when I cook. Holding my kids is really difficult and walking the dogs seems daunting. I am also packing up an entire house to move in with my mother for 7 months and then move 2.5 hours away from everyone I know and love. But I'm digging. I won't give up. Something isn't right Then one day while packing up food items and cleaning out the fridge I pick up a block of frozen beef and for some reason it looked different. It actually looked dead. And there I sat with my laundry list of symptoms, my borderline fatty liver, my insulin resistance, my higher than ever cholesterol, my higher than ever weight, my high inflammation markers, my ar...
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