Puppy Love

This morning, I had another of those back to reality moments. It was a cold, windy morning and I was focusing hard on putting one aching leg in front of the other to get myself to work. (I went to yoga last night and the pain had already begun to set in.) I’ve got my blinders on, looking straight ahead, not wanting any distractions. I am focused and intent. Everyone is – its the few moments of self-preparation that everyone takes between leaving home and entering the office. Going through checklists, rehearsing phone calls, wondering what the day will bring. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spot a very cute puppy on a walk with his owner. I look up, and around, noticing that everyone around me has their eyes on the puppy too and a smile on their faces. For one moment, those walking down 15th Street took a breath, and relished in the delight of a puppy – with no meetings to attend, no phone calls to return, no co-workers to deal with. A block later, a car honks, a man yells to another, “get out of my way, you f**ckin’ piece of ass trash!” … phone calls, meetings, check lists… maybe work doesn’t seem so bad after all.

Delving into unchartered territories

Feeling better and back at work. Just a stomach bug. Apparently "its been going around."

5 days into the New Year - it has gotten better for me. I feel better (not sick anymore). I'm getting back into yoga (tonight). Eating healthier (I think I've already had 2 salads this year!) And I'm starting to plan my wedding again (this weekend). This should be an exciting year for me although with recent wedding stress, I will remain guarded for now. I was recently told that I seem to be the kind of person who believes everyone is inherently good, who wants the best for the world and will put others before herself any day. I've always secretly believed this too, but its humbling and a bit comforting to hear it from someone else. I've always felt that if it was possible to lead a perfect life, I was probably living it. Great family, great friends, great fiance, great future. Very little stress. Its funny that its taken the act of planning a wedding for me to realize that my life is not this perfect, nor has it ever been that perfect. I do believe that my wedding stress is more stressful than most have encountered in planning their weddings, but I know that many could prove that wrong for me too. I'm slowly creeping into reality. And although its a bit scary, it feels good. It will make me stronger and more "well-rounded." I'm ready for the challenge that lies in facing the unknown.

To planning a wedding and the unknown of '06!

On being sick and Happy New Year

Its the third day of the new year - the first day back to work - and I'm already staying home sick. Please don't let this be an omen of the year to come. I'm truly never sick. I was awarded perfect attendance and a commemorative school pencil every year through high school because I never had a reason to stay home (except 6th grade when I was socked with the flu, chicken pox, and a mild case of scarlet fever. I know, don't ask.) I toasted the new year with my fiance and a group of close friends - "to the best year of our lives." To 2006! Our first full year in our newly purchased condo. To 2006! Our wedding year. To 2006! May it be better than 2005. And I wake up January 3rd, throwing up everything I ate the day before. What a way to start the new year. Hopefully, it can only get better.