Posted in February 2009 …

Feb 18 2009
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For better or for worse

On notice

Credit card companies that transfer you to a representative to “activate” your card when they’re just going to try to sell you more crap to charge to card monthly.

Shopping websites that don’t give you a view all option when there’s more than three pages worth of shit.

Waiters who ignore your table because you have a toddler who’s messing up their section (if you’d get us our food and check in a prompt manner, we’d be there less time and make less mess — you’re only screwing yourself)!

My heels, yes, my heels. Stop creating holes in my socks!

Anybody that sends out mail with “resident” on it. Stop wasting my time and our earth’s trees!

Can you tell I’m a little pissy tonight?  Feel free to add your own “on notice” items in the comments.  Venting is always better when others join in!

Feb 13 2009
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Deep Thoughts, For better or for worse

Fair Weather Blogger

That’s going to be me.  The posts will probably be irregular and perhaps a little weird for a while (see Sleep Haiku).

Today I started with a new therapist and I like her a lot.  I explained what I’m looking for — to be calm, happy and energized on a daily basis.  I’ve finally been able to put these adjectives together after wrestling with my own brain during the two hours it usually takes me to fall asleep once getting in bed.  After describing what I’ve been struggling with to her, she concluded that I might not just be suffering from mild depression but something called adrenal fatigue.  She mentioned that this is common in new moms and largely ignored because it can’t be tested with a blood or urine sample.

The prescription?  Regular, EARLY bedtime (9 pm).  NO computer use in bed (where I do most of my posting).  Very little television in bed.  NO working or cleaning or anything vigorous after 8 pm (didn’t ask if this included sex … hmm).  This last one will be hard (that’s what she said … hehe) — er, the not working at night that is.  However, I am also increasing the number of hours I will be at the office so HOPEFULLY I won’t have to work in the evenings.

So this is it.  My last night of caffeine in the evenings (heavy use is a sign of adrenal fatigue), last night of using the computer after 8 pm, last night of surfing the internet for houses we can’t buy while in bed, etc.  It all seems a little simple and definitely an American “syndrome” or at least a Western syndrome.  I should be applying the same rules to myself that I do to with my son — sleeping, eating and activities.

Therefore, I may not be posting as much.  I haven’t really been regular EVER but I have slowed a bit in the past few weeks and it seems like it will be a permanent change.

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Feb 10 2009
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Parenthood

Sleep Haiku

Like bear hibernates
I retreat to my cave bed
Oh, I love to sleep!

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Feb 03 2009
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Parenthood

I feel pretty, oh so pretty

This feeling is rare since getting pregnant over two years ago. I’m back to my pre-pregnancy weight and certain areas of my body have been restored to their pre-preggers state, others (like my arms) are in better shape and still others are not quite so … well, as I would like them to be.I feel pretty

However, I’ve noticed a trend lately. No matter how I feel in yoga class — tired, energized, strong, weak, whatever — I feel pretty. Which quite frankly is odd.

I’m usually drenched in sweat with my hair pulled back in a rough manner. By mid-class, strands of my hair have fallen out of whatever mechanism I’ve used to keep it out of my face and they’re falling in all sorts of ways (not that supposed-to-look-messy way). Not to mention, since it is Bikram Yoga, I tend to wear shorts and a tank (feminine looking wife beaters usually) to stay cool. These expose areas I try not to show when elsewhere. Especially my arms above my elbows because I have keratosis pilaris there which I tend to pick when stressed out. But because my arms are now shapely, this doesn’t bother me as much.

Maybe it’s the intensity of my workout or the sweat or the sheer fortitude it takes to endure and grow in a Bikram Yoga class, but for whatever reason, I like what I see in the mirror there.

When I get home though, my attitude changes. Sometimes it’s because of a commercial. Sometimes it’s the daunting tasks I have waiting for me like laundry or work or dishes. Sometimes it’s a conversation I have with someone afterwards.

I need to find a way to perpetuate that feeling — without the oodles of sweat!

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