So what do you do when you get sick? When your throat starts to get sore, when your body aches, when your head seems to, all of a sudden, be too small to hold in all the pressure that is pushing up against the sides, desperately trying to get out...
"Hello Boss, I can't come into work today..."
While the thought of laying on my couch in my snuggie with a hot cup of steaming, honey-infused, ginger tea, and a box of tissues nearby does sound appealing, Cj would be climbing on top of me trying to take my snuggie away while Tj would be too busy swiping the tissues out of the box before eating every single one.
Hmm...
Well, I am not really feeling sick enough that I would have called in, but whatever I am feeling is chasing away the appetite, the motivation and any energy that I would need to take on the workload that I have assigned to me for the day.
Colin and Travis.
All I can see is a picture of myself exhaustedly reaching towards them from my sad, fallen position on the kitchen floor while the boys dance and perform cartwheels {i realize travis can do neither if even colin could cartwheel} around me after taking about an hour to do everything they I have ever told them NOT to do.
How do you "call out of work" when work is with you. 24/7.
?
The other concern is how to "stay away" from them so they don't catch whatever it is that ails me. I can probably refrain from giving them millions of kisses, but I am still going to be holding them and feeding them and participating in all sorts of contact-full activities. I am not sure how to completely avoid them. Well, I guess they are going to just have to get immune real quick and show me that those vitamins are really doing the trick, or join misery.
Which reminds me I gotta go pick up Travie's vitamins.
:: sigh ::
Well, tomorrow is thursday, and thursday is cleaning day. I'm not sure how much cleaning is going to get done in this condition. Here's to hoping and praying this hot tea Jus made {thanks babe!} cures my ailing throat.
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"Live what you Love"
I had seen this title at Barnes & Noble a while ago as I strolled past their self-help section. The title had jumped out at me. I couldn’t help but do the classic double-take as I tried to fly past so as to secure my favorite comfy couch. So, I had stopped and flipped through the pages. It was like a memoir (or a blog in hardback). The book seemed to be a bunch of blubs about the author's experiences each day; really sbout just living life: enjoying the beach, reading, laying around & doing nothing, exploring the earth & doing everything, hiking, sleeping, etc. A simple life engaged in what s/he loved.
I found it interesting and so as I found my way towards the couch with my Starbucks chai latte in hand, two slightly opposing thoughts immediately came to mind . One, “live what you love.” What a great title. If you love something, then why not pour your existence into it? I love the very notion and admittedly, I believe my daily morning ritual involves a curiousity as to how my day can embrace the breath I have been given.
However the second was, “Really? But then what? What does living what you love all add up to in the end?” Enjoy the material world, parade within the abstract, delight in the intangible beauty all around, pour out your being, feel spent, and then die. You get a nice quote on your tombstone. Perhaps you leave a legacy behind. But what is it all for? For yet another round of a pointless, fruitless living-what-you-love kind of life?
But were we not created to enjoy all these things? Are we not human?
I have been in the process of rediscovering a life that is spent, yet so not wasted. Loving a life worth living and living a life worth loving. Craving beauty. Appreciating the intellectual. Life has a point and there will be an exclaimation point at the end. Because in this memoir, there will be a life where at the heart of existence lays a desire for intimacy with the One who gave Love it’s name.
…with a challenge to love. A brilliant, fully-engaged, challenge to live.
I found it interesting and so as I found my way towards the couch with my Starbucks chai latte in hand, two slightly opposing thoughts immediately came to mind . One, “live what you love.” What a great title. If you love something, then why not pour your existence into it? I love the very notion and admittedly, I believe my daily morning ritual involves a curiousity as to how my day can embrace the breath I have been given.
However the second was, “Really? But then what? What does living what you love all add up to in the end?” Enjoy the material world, parade within the abstract, delight in the intangible beauty all around, pour out your being, feel spent, and then die. You get a nice quote on your tombstone. Perhaps you leave a legacy behind. But what is it all for? For yet another round of a pointless, fruitless living-what-you-love kind of life?
But were we not created to enjoy all these things? Are we not human?
I have been in the process of rediscovering a life that is spent, yet so not wasted. Loving a life worth living and living a life worth loving. Craving beauty. Appreciating the intellectual. Life has a point and there will be an exclaimation point at the end. Because in this memoir, there will be a life where at the heart of existence lays a desire for intimacy with the One who gave Love it’s name.
…with a challenge to love. A brilliant, fully-engaged, challenge to live.
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