Everyone has been so supportive these past few weeks. I cannot thank you all enough! Life is getting better ever since last week. I think there is a surefire "break-up" phase that we all go through. 1) consistent crying 2) consistent anxiety 3) consistent anger BUT mixed with acceptance 4) acceptance and 5) happiness and SOMEONE new!
It's been awhile, and I'm fairly happy. So let's hope #5 comes along soon.
In the wake of this minor tragedy - which will most likely turn out to be a happy miracle - I've decided to take up running. That's right. I am going to become an athlete. I have spent a significant amount of cash on new winter running apparel, and have signed up for the 100% Irish 5K in a couple weeks. I just received my new athletic wear in the mail the other day. I really think that it's magic. Seriously. I am not athletic, and I am never able to run around the lake (only 2.6 miles) by my house after months of inactivity and extra wine intake. Monday, however, I donned by new pink and black running gear and set off to conquer the lake -- and guess what -- I did. Yessiree, I ran the whole thing without stopping. This is a big accomplishment for me. I know you "runner-types" are laughing at my wimpy 2.6 miles conquest, but hey, 2.6 miles today 10 miles tomorrow! Well, let's hope anyway.
They say, whoever "they" are, that excercise is the best cure for lethargy. So I took 'em up on it. Also, my friend and I signed up for the 5K because of the party at Stella's afterwards. What is a 5k 100% Irish race without a little Guiness afterwards? Not 100% Irish let me tell you!
Ok, time to watch romantic comedies. Not sure if that is a healthy activity, but hey, I can't win 'em all.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Oh, Life.
I haven't written in awhile. Mainly, because my problems got a lot bigger in this past couple weeks than a pair of broken Uggs. My boyfriend and I broke a few weeks ago. Break-ups really suck. However, I'm trying hard to find the humor in my situation, which really does exist outside of the tears.
I mean, you should see my bedside right now. It's humorous. It's complete with a half-eaten chocolate bar, a broken wine glass, Benadryl, and a self-help book. I've woken up crying and unable to move so many days that my friend now has to regularly check on me around nine to make sure I've risen from bed. The first day, I couldn't even eat because that meant I'd have to stop crying long enough to shove food down my throat. I went home to stay with my mom for a night. When she got home from work the next day she found my lying in bed with the dogs, still. She said, "You have to get up. Do you want a new coat?" This tells you how desperate I looked. My mom does not regularly offer to buy me new coats.
Besides God's faithfulness of course, the one thing that gets me through horrible times like these is knowing that most people (including myself!) have gone through this before. It's amazing people's kindness when times get tough. Strangers buy me drinks after my friend's announce the reason why I look like I was just run over by a truck. Or maybe they're buying me a drink because I got a new haircut that looks hot. Hey, a girl can dream:).
Well, I don't really like to get too personal on this thing called the world wide web. However, I think there is humor in times like these, and that someday I'll be able to look back and truly laugh. Until then, I might as well have someone laughing at me. Forward march.
I mean, you should see my bedside right now. It's humorous. It's complete with a half-eaten chocolate bar, a broken wine glass, Benadryl, and a self-help book. I've woken up crying and unable to move so many days that my friend now has to regularly check on me around nine to make sure I've risen from bed. The first day, I couldn't even eat because that meant I'd have to stop crying long enough to shove food down my throat. I went home to stay with my mom for a night. When she got home from work the next day she found my lying in bed with the dogs, still. She said, "You have to get up. Do you want a new coat?" This tells you how desperate I looked. My mom does not regularly offer to buy me new coats.
Besides God's faithfulness of course, the one thing that gets me through horrible times like these is knowing that most people (including myself!) have gone through this before. It's amazing people's kindness when times get tough. Strangers buy me drinks after my friend's announce the reason why I look like I was just run over by a truck. Or maybe they're buying me a drink because I got a new haircut that looks hot. Hey, a girl can dream:).
Well, I don't really like to get too personal on this thing called the world wide web. However, I think there is humor in times like these, and that someday I'll be able to look back and truly laugh. Until then, I might as well have someone laughing at me. Forward march.
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