It's been a bit of a weird day. My day started with me starring as a pin cushion. Seriously... I went to have the usual blood work done, and it took two people and two tries to get it done. Ouch! It was a real attractive look, walking out of the lab department, sporting two clumps of gauze and the ubiquitous hospital tape!
I finally got to go have breakfast, in the hospital cafeteria. See, I had this $5 McLaren 'bucks'.. and it seemed a fortuituous moment to spend it. However, not having had my all-too-necessary morning tea, I actually had to take the cafeteria ladies' suggestions on what to get...for my $5.
Off to the office, with a decent breakfast & grape juice in me, and the fun continued. The phone seemed to ring every time I was away from my desk. Spent much of the day returning voice mails. At least I had easy access to hot water & tea bags... (I am the Tea Lady at work...people come to my desk..including the Big Boss...for various kinds of tea).
Once at home, things seemed to get better. I made chicken pot pie that turned out wonderful. Yum! (simple recipe too..happy to share it with any friend who asks). Then I made cream scones. They came out perfectly.
Then I finally sat down to write my blog...only to find my inspiration had gone to bed without me. Well, Jack London says "You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club." Since I didn't have a club handy, I decided to simple ramble on and tell you all about my day. :)
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Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Changing the tune of my day
Hello. Life is interesting today. It's amazing what a difference music makes in my life. I came to work feeling somewhat anxious, but now I'm smiling and rocking away. Literally. Head bobbing, toe tapping, music turned up loud enough that it's probably leaking out from the headphones. I'm listening to the song that has the line "I get knocked down, but I get up again. Never going to keep me down." I love the beat and the words.
What a contrast. This morning, I eased my way out of the house, wherein only one of the cats, Sabbeth, was truly awake. I walked through the dark, silent, frigid world, and slipped into my car. Already running a bit late, I had to wait until the defrost had cleared a small circle of windshield in order to begin driving. I drove through the quiet darkness peering through that small hole. Eventually it grew to encompass the entire windshield, and I could breathe easier. The route I take to work is also a major crossing for every deer in the county, therefore clear vision is necessary.
By the time I got to work, the eeriness of the drive had gotten to me. I was cold to the bone, and felt unsettled, and unhappy. I drank a few cups of my usual tea (I'm the sole tea lady in an office of coffee guzzlers), and felt mildly better. My mood turned around during lunchtime. A few minutes of standing in the bright, though brisk, sunshine while waiting for the shuttle to the main building, and I started to warm up inside.
When I got back to my desk, put on my headphones & turned on the radio, the retro lunch was playing on the local radio station (one of only two stations we can get here at work...it's rock or country, no other choice). I listened as I continued to work, and the music worked on me. By the end of the retro music hour, I was as I am now...mood lifted, toe tapping, head bobbing. The only thing that could possibly spoil this would be one of my kids seeing me doing this. I would get the requisite eye roll and 'oh, mom' in that particluar tone only a teenager can get. However, since there aren't here, I'll continue to listen to music too loud, and let my spirit soar on the music.
What a contrast. This morning, I eased my way out of the house, wherein only one of the cats, Sabbeth, was truly awake. I walked through the dark, silent, frigid world, and slipped into my car. Already running a bit late, I had to wait until the defrost had cleared a small circle of windshield in order to begin driving. I drove through the quiet darkness peering through that small hole. Eventually it grew to encompass the entire windshield, and I could breathe easier. The route I take to work is also a major crossing for every deer in the county, therefore clear vision is necessary.
By the time I got to work, the eeriness of the drive had gotten to me. I was cold to the bone, and felt unsettled, and unhappy. I drank a few cups of my usual tea (I'm the sole tea lady in an office of coffee guzzlers), and felt mildly better. My mood turned around during lunchtime. A few minutes of standing in the bright, though brisk, sunshine while waiting for the shuttle to the main building, and I started to warm up inside.
When I got back to my desk, put on my headphones & turned on the radio, the retro lunch was playing on the local radio station (one of only two stations we can get here at work...it's rock or country, no other choice). I listened as I continued to work, and the music worked on me. By the end of the retro music hour, I was as I am now...mood lifted, toe tapping, head bobbing. The only thing that could possibly spoil this would be one of my kids seeing me doing this. I would get the requisite eye roll and 'oh, mom' in that particluar tone only a teenager can get. However, since there aren't here, I'll continue to listen to music too loud, and let my spirit soar on the music.
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