“RUN MAD AS OFTEN AS YOU LIKE, BUT DO NOT FAINT.” –– Mansfield Park
So now that I am moved in, the rental is 95% completed and adds are up looking for a renter, I now feel like I am about to collapse. I have never been so grateful for Sunday as I was this week, after all, it is a day of rest! I have been living on 5-6 hours of sleep a night for the last 11 days except last night where I got a full 9. It felt so heavenly.
Yesterday was less physically exhausting as well and very rewarding. I was able to plant part of my flower garden in the cool of the misty weather. It is exciting to plant seeds and flowers and see things sprout. I was able to even take a half hour sort-of nap (I closed my eyes and tried to sleep but my mind was listing all the things I needed to do) as I waited on my internet company to come and fix the slow internet. As the day warmed up, my daughter and I mowed the lawn, then took on the house. We got the entire house vacuumed, swept and moped before my other daughter came home from school. Then I made crockpot chicken dinner that was delicious even though it cooked without milk for the first 4 hours. I would have had time to run to the grocery store for the milk and back with plenty of time but of course I had a 4 hour window that I had to be home waiting for the internet guy. Of course, I kept busy, but it was on less important stuff. I had hoped to take my daughter out to lunch but the guy never came until the very end of the 4 hour window. It is so irritating to be given a huge time frame and be trapped at home. I made it up to her today and took her out to lunch for sushi.
Nevertheless, I finally am catching up on sleep. I have literally been running mad (all except Sunday) for weeks and I feel it in every part of my body. But I see the end of the tunnel. I know this will not last for long. Like I said, I’m almost done getting the basement finished and ready to rent. The garden is being planted tonight. That just leaves a bit of unpacking to do. Thanks to my mom, I have one picture on the wall, the rest are all still in boxes. I need to put them up but how do you put holes in a wall that you just painted and patched? It is such a hard decision.
So I ask you all, what is most stressful for you? They say the most stressful things people can go through is a divorce (done that), job change (last year), and moving. Considering that at least I do not have to handle all of these things at once, I should count myself lucky. Right? I have found that gratitude is the key ingredient when under an unusual amount of stress. Count what is going right. Notice the small things. Celebrate little successes. It truly has been my mantra over the last several years. So although I could go “mad as often as I like” I do want to keep from fainting. So here goes:
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