A pendulum week
This week has certainly had it's share of ups and downs. It's been filled with some very stressful times matched with equal relief, disappointments and wonderful moments as well, and for the most part, I'm just glad it has come to an end; with several things having come to fruition, personally and professionally.
The week of events we plan every year is now over, with today's Walkathon. Yesterday, the event at Market Square was the biggest and best success it had ever been. We had hundreds of people there. And we had a most wonderful of time.
I was wiped out mentally, emotionally, and physically after the week and had no energy to go to Ky yesterday, as I'm sure it was a disappointment to my Mother and my friend in Ky (though she seemed overwhelmed by the prospect of company anyway, so I'm not sure she wasn't entirely relieved), but I just couldn't make the trip. I was able to rest last night for the first time in days and replenish myself in a way that voided the migraine and impending illness from my worn down soul. Oh how dramatic that sounds, Wo is me. But now I feel great and I'm so excited and happy and no longer feeling bloppy at all.
Next week I look forward to a fresh and lovely week. Seeing Newscoma and Rodent Queen. Visiting w/ the Three T's and little Meri. And being able to finally go on that long awaited Dinner Date w/ my special friend Johnny who says he would love to go out - the one who about seven weeks ago nearly died in a motorcycle crash. He said he'd like to go eat Italian food sometime. I said just let me know when and I'd love to be his dining companion. He still has pain in his 8 broken ribs, which is also the side they split open to do his lung surgery and I suspect that will take awhile to resolve. But he's walking w/ a walker and doing remarkably well. I asked him, 'do you ever get angry about what has happened?', and he said 'No, what good would that do me? I just want to get better.' Now that is some attitude. And he's right, getting angry at other people just hurts us, it's like drinking poison and hoping it hurts the other person.
Here's a picture of my groovy friend Lisa and I yesterday having fun at the event.