2020 Hoopla

Why do I feel like my entire New Year's, 2020 hoopla was a dud on the launching pad?

Probably, because, so far it is (!!)

My back is no joke.  Laying low on the sofa with a heating pad is kind of nice for a day ... then it's boring and visions of slugs come to mind.

I was a little productive yesterday -- by force.  My big Costco run needed to be cooked, refrigerator cleaned out after the party and house prepped for cleaning crew.  That was all I managed.

Woke up feeling a bit better.  Making coffee and I heard trash truck coming up the street.  Did hubby remember?? -- nope and he was sound asleep.  I FLEW the cans to the end of the driveway.  Heavy, extra full cans.  Guess what isn't a bit better anymore?  BUT, trash is gone.  Took one for the team.

2020 -- year of GOOD to FEEL GOOD.  Then my dog dies.  Then my back goes out.

If this is a test -- I'm failing mightily.

And since I feel sad and bad and all the things ... let's throw on extra not-necessary emotions.  Envy, hurt, frustrated.  All pushed at people because I am sad and feel bad (can't resist the rhyme this morning).  Even in my "mood" I can see these situations (and people) don't deserve my emotions.

I don't like feeling this way and I know I can change this, so that's the plan for today ... and the rest of the week.  Do the things that I KNOW make me feel better.  The list rarely changes and yet I fight so hard doing it when life feels hard.

Didn't I JUST do this ... yep.

Got to love a life on an endless loop ... how do I get off and FIX this once and for all?!?

Peppy post for hump day.

Anyway ... the WHAT I'm doing this week is getting out of the house.  Sad and bad back = hibernation.  Hibernation = feeling sorry for myself.

Thursday I'm meeting my aunts and the dogs for a walk in the park.
Friday I'm getting my nails done -- SNS break for a month.
Saturday I'm taking a meditation class with my girlfriend, her daughter and her MIL.
Sunday Unity class and kids are coming over with grand-dogs for a football game.

Today is tricky.  Cleaning crew early.  I MIGHT try a jog on the trail with my dog.  The trail flooded over the weekend and I'm not sure it's open yet.  I need to watch my back ... it's a big MAYBE.  If not, maybe a shopping trip to get some pillows for the sofa.  It all depends on my back.  Rest is what fixes it.  Maybe it has to be one more day of rest.  If I don't get a chance to get out of the house, Plan B is a LONG meditation.  That I can do no matter what -- once cleaning crew is finished.

Okay, problems that aren't problems be damned.  Off to have a better day.  Wishing you a great one too.  Later gators.