Eeek! It’s been one of those weeks… I simply had too much on my plate to write a thoughtful post. I have the habit of what my fella calls “piling”. I overextend myself and underestimate the time tasks will take. I’ve gotten much accomplished today even though I’m not feeling well. The sleet and freezing rain outside my window isn’t helping. BOO! Go away Winter!
I had an awful work week but I have no intentions of ranting about it here. Long story short… I made some risky health decisions putting work before Me. This led to an epiphany and some changes which never makes the masses happy. In the end, I’m still anxious but optimistic about some changes.
So here’s the metaphor… I have been trying to force bulbs since January. The growth doesn’t look much different now than a month ago. The Snowdrops and Black Queen of the Night tulips sprouted but there haven’t been any blooms. This is the first time I’ve ordered bulbs via Etsy. I’m not exactly sure what I did wrong but one of the tulips (far left) is already starting to shrivel and die. I see these bulbs in my bathroom—they’re green. I nurture them as much as I can but at some point I have to realize that that is all they are going to do. Just like some of the tasks we’re sometimes given at work. We make choices. We do our best. Even when we’re doing everything we can, sometimes things don’t grow. I can only control myself; sometimes you just have to buy yourself some supermarket flowers and call it a day.
Yesterday was my 41st birthday. This girl ain’t shy about her age! Being 41 beats the alternative… and that’s often where I go. There are so many friends who didn’t make it; who just couldn’t live long enough; who simply didn’t bloom. I lift my glass to them and I try my best to live each and every day to the fullest.
Here’s a little blurry outfit post (y’all know I am never going to do an outfit post right… sigh :p ). My fella and I went out to dinner last night and this is what I looked like.