Well, I am officially a slacker...in the blog world that is. I think about writing all the time, but cannot find the time or maybe the energy to tap my fingers against the keys. It's funny how much it keeps bugging my mind to update this thing, almost like the need to finish a research paper in college only I suppose this is different since I actually enjoy blogging. But, enough about wanting to write because here I am and who really wants to hear about my excuses. OK well my excuses are actually whats been happening in my life lately, so I guess if you read on, you will hear some "excuses."
Primarily I have been simply exhausted. Work has been busy. I know a huge part of my feeling dead after coming home from work is the fact that I really am passionate about what I do and thus put my all into my care for my patients. The huge downfall is my family sees this zombie like person who just wants a nap. It's a major struggle I have feeling very guilty that I don't have more of myself to give at home. I often wonder what life would have been like had I not made it through nursing school and let me tell you that not making it through was not a far fetched thought. Being terrified of every graded assignment that I was sure I would fail was an everyday fear I had. Honestly, without a doubt, I passed because the big guy upstairs really wanted me to become a nurse. I had no idea how else I made it through. People may think that's a crazy thing to say and probably think "yeah right, we never doubted she would make it" but the true reality was I didn't know jack crap about the medical field. I was one of the few people who went into the program without being a nursing assistant or a person who had been pushing their 5th year in college just waiting to be accepted to the program. Thank goodness the requirements to get into the program were different then or my life story would be quite different. There was even a day that I walked into the office of the lady who really pushed the program to accept me and told her maybe I needed to quit and come back in a couple years. I don't think I could have ever forgiven myself had I not pushed through and prayed that I would pass. Thankfully I passed and looking back I can chuckle at the times I had to look up words that were obviously familiar to the others in class such as flatus, foley, and bowel movement. Interesting how they are all related to the same general area too! It's been an amazing journey thus far meeting more people than most will in their lifetime and being enriched because of the people and experiences I come across.
Of course the downfall as I said earlier with my career is being tired all the time. Although, I did buy a super cool frappe maker which I totally feel was worth the $40. Dave wasn't so sure at first. I'm not sure what he was so worried about. Maybe he thought I was just buying it as a decoration for the counter? It makes absolutely delicious frappes. However my already always running late self rarely has time to put all the ingredients together before I have to bolt out of my front door to work. But I do have time before my night shift since I am generally not asleep hitting the snooze to sleep for 5 more minutes like I do in the morning. And working a night shift when your body screams for sleep means it's mandatory to drink some caffeine. I can only hope my body doesn't turn into one like the old wrinkly women who have to drink 10 cups of coffee just to feel the effects of what my 1 cup does for me. It's a great invention and even Dave likes to drink them, but who wouldn't want to, especially when my recipe calls for a scoop of ice cream!
I am grateful that all my head bobbing and eyelid dropping issues doesn't upset the kids or at least I don't think it does. They do want me to do more and so do I. I am hoping getting into a regular routine of yoga and meditation will build up my overall well being, including my energy. For Christmas, santa bought us a Wii and a ton of fun games which has also helped give me bursts of energy. I'm not gonna lie, I also like to kick Dave's butt. Crazy thing about the competition is that our Just Dance 3 almost always gives Dave the crown and yet he gets called lazy and I'm always wild or creative! He says it's a bunch of crap that he could win, but still be lazy! I think it's a hoot!
I really don't want to stop this post here, but the toothpicks just won't hold my eyes open anymore!
