BLAH.. back on night shift for a month.
not feeling it.
So grateful for a job, yet find myself complaining(mostly inside my own head).
Why can't I just be glad I get to go to work? I admit to not really liking
what I'm doing, but I don't have to like it. I have to focus on the positives,
which there are some. Insurance is a BIG one. And, I only work 14 days(nights)
a month, every other week-end is a 3-dayer. Why do I always have to be like
the Israelites being led out of Egypt. ALWAYS complaining. I profess to trust God,
yet continue to find myself questioning the details. I waste way too much time trying
to figure it all out, instead of just enjoying it all. The facts are, that I am just having a
blah day, and this too shall pass. I will probably bounce out of this funk before the morning
sun rises.(I sure hope) I am just more comfortable being perky & happy & laughing & being
the one that's encouraging someone else to focus on the positive. Last week I had a bad day
at work & I thought of how I used to call Sid on the phone when I had a bad day. How he would
make it all OK. I remembered the times he would just show up and have a coffee or flowers or
a big hug to remind me someone thought I was "THE BEST"
Which reminded me that some people NEVER get to experience that. How very blessed I am.
When I remember Why working is so important, it makes it so much easier to do and be happy
while doing it. I have been told repeatedly by coworkers that they appreciate my attitude and
how I am happy and cheerful all the time. I just want to be real. I have learned that outside circumstances don't have to determine how I behave. I still wish it were easier, though.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
|My Daddy in Banff|
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
|his & hers pedicures..|
|on our way to church valentine's dinner|
|always goofing off & making me laugh|
|picking out my valentine.|
when I look at any of these photos, my heart smiles too.
Saturday, March 5, 2011
OK, I was going to put spiders here, but the pictures were too GRUESOME & CREEPY to even attempt. I am itching & squirming just thinking about them. ACK!!!
So, it is fire. I have a fear of fire. I am a bit paranoid to use even our gas stove because I am afraid a chimney fire may start. We had wood heat only for a few years and I got very little sleep because I just KNEW the house was going to burn down. I won't use my clothes dryer unless I am home, I don't like extension cords, etc.. I have absolutely no reasonable explanation. I don't know anyone who had their house burn down, I can't explain it. But I AM afraid of fire.(& spiders)
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Our little critters mean the world to me. They are obnoxious and a bit spoiled, but we wouldn't have them any other way. I would have posted a photo of all of them together, but I don't have a good one. Do you know how hard it is to get 4 dogs to behave at the same time to get a decent photo of them? I will tell you: I haven't found it to be possible, yet. Ebony is a little diva and oh so sweet. MoJo is my snuggle buddy, KanDee is the baby even though MoJo is the youngest, and Samson is the one that keeps an eye on Sid. I snuck him into the hospital in my purse to visit Sid after the stroke. Sid didn't recognize me or the kids, but as soon as I put Sammy on his chest the lights came on just a little bit. Needless to say, Sammy gets away with ANYTHING..