By Every Thursday, I'm Ready For One of These
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Simon's doing fine - still sore with a killer headache. His eye is swollen shut and the black and blue has moved from eye shadow mode to eye liner mode. He is not amused. I made his doctors' appointments yesterday. He gets his stitches out Saturday morning and sees the orthopedic hand doctor (Dr. Mitten!) for his bone chipped wrist follow-up next Wednesday.
One funny story related to that. Steve had a pretty shitty day at work on Tuesday. He was telling me about it and I said, "So I spent 4-1/2 hours in Emergency, watching my kid get his face stitched up and I still had a better day than you did??" Poor guy. He's overworked so I'm trying to make sure he's overloved at home. That's good for me too - makes me feel loved and useful and keeps me from being too self-absorbed.
The work resolution (getting me help while my AR counterpart is on extended medical leave) is close to resolution but not there yet. We went through about 4 plans yesterday, things keep changing. I expect resolution today. Lots of month end activity happens in accounting of course, but I'll take whatever help, whenever I can get it. Meanwhile I do my best, giving all I can, in a healthy way. I am seeing a definite pattern, not surprisingly. I hit the ground running on Monday, full of enthusiasm. That wanes throughout the week. Today, Thursday, I'm feeling a little dragged out and by Friday, I'm whipped.
I'm so looking forward to my massage this Friday night! I believe I mentioned I bought a six-session package for a discounted price. Whenever I have been given massage gift certificates in the past (I love my mom), I hoard it, unwilling to use it, like money in the bank for when I reeeaallly need it. When I bought this package last week, she asked me when I wanted to schedule the next one. I was mentally kind of taken aback, "What? Now? So soon??" But I blurted out "Next Friday, same time," and am so glad I did. Next Friday, assuming I have reliable help at work by then, I'd like to take the day off so maybe I'll schedule a Reiki session for the morning, if she's available. Sounds like a good start to a birthday weekend, doesn't it?
So yeah. I turn 50 on March 11. The countdown begins. I'm feeling very good about it. Turning 40 was a major bitch - certainly don't want to do that again. I felt crappy about it from the moment I turned 39. Seriously. Turned out to be a great birthday - loved my 40s.
I plan on loving my 50s and I plan on celebrating it up right, however that works out.
One funny story related to that. Steve had a pretty shitty day at work on Tuesday. He was telling me about it and I said, "So I spent 4-1/2 hours in Emergency, watching my kid get his face stitched up and I still had a better day than you did??" Poor guy. He's overworked so I'm trying to make sure he's overloved at home. That's good for me too - makes me feel loved and useful and keeps me from being too self-absorbed.
The work resolution (getting me help while my AR counterpart is on extended medical leave) is close to resolution but not there yet. We went through about 4 plans yesterday, things keep changing. I expect resolution today. Lots of month end activity happens in accounting of course, but I'll take whatever help, whenever I can get it. Meanwhile I do my best, giving all I can, in a healthy way. I am seeing a definite pattern, not surprisingly. I hit the ground running on Monday, full of enthusiasm. That wanes throughout the week. Today, Thursday, I'm feeling a little dragged out and by Friday, I'm whipped.
I'm so looking forward to my massage this Friday night! I believe I mentioned I bought a six-session package for a discounted price. Whenever I have been given massage gift certificates in the past (I love my mom), I hoard it, unwilling to use it, like money in the bank for when I reeeaallly need it. When I bought this package last week, she asked me when I wanted to schedule the next one. I was mentally kind of taken aback, "What? Now? So soon??" But I blurted out "Next Friday, same time," and am so glad I did. Next Friday, assuming I have reliable help at work by then, I'd like to take the day off so maybe I'll schedule a Reiki session for the morning, if she's available. Sounds like a good start to a birthday weekend, doesn't it?
So yeah. I turn 50 on March 11. The countdown begins. I'm feeling very good about it. Turning 40 was a major bitch - certainly don't want to do that again. I felt crappy about it from the moment I turned 39. Seriously. Turned out to be a great birthday - loved my 40s.
I plan on loving my 50s and I plan on celebrating it up right, however that works out.
posted by Stefani at 4:34 AM
5 Comments:
Turning 40 didn't bother me, but I was not happy when my 50th birthday rolled around. I'm even less happy about it now that I'll be 52 in August. Wah. I applaud your attitude! By the way, I want (make that NEED) a refillable prescription for Fukitol!
I'll take two, one for work and one for home.
Honestly, you don't look a day past 42, Stefani. Age is just a number anyway.
Ahh wait til you hit 60. Then you just quit counting.
I didn't pick up on the pill when Steph wrote about it. lol
I had trouble with no trouble with turning 30, then a terrible time turning 40, and anticipate no problem with turning 50. Whereas I thought I would be dumpy in my 40s (I was wrong), the 50s seem to be a time when women really flourish and are so incredibly beautiful. I'm really looking forward to celebrating Stefani's foray into these gorgeous years.
Turning 50 was the hardest decade change-over of them all...until I realized how cool life is at this age! Sure your body has aged but so has your attitude toward everything. I know how to handle things so much better than when I was 35. I've lived enough to really, REALLY know life does go on no matter how much crap is thrown at you.
Experience is a great confidence builder too. I feel so much more comfortable with who I am and where I am in life. It took me 50 years to finally accept myself for the person I want to be and not give a damn what others think. I don't have to accept others rules. I make up my own now. That's so freeing.
There are so many more perks in this decade. We got to watch our daughter fly on her own for the first time. We have met the man she'll be spending the rest of her life with, carrying on our family with. And with any luck we'll become grandparents in this decade.
I've discovered I have a husband still. It's amazing when you're raising children and taking care of elderly parents how your marriage takes a backseat. I feel like I did the first few years of marriage...and it's so cool to feel that again. We're more financially secure than any other time of our lives so we get to do things like taking big vacations and buying fun things for ourselves...not our kids. Wow.
Yeah, I'm enjoying the heck out of this decade and you will too, Stef.
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