Can You Hear Me Now?

I’ve started writing in my Gratitude Journal again. I’ve changed my approach to it though, instead of listing at least 5 things every day and boring myself by listing every phone call I received or door that someone opened for me, I’m only writing about events or amazing things that happen that I am really, truly grateful for. Things that make my heart soar. That means I could write in it several times a day, or not at all for an entire week (I hope not!) Anyway, I decided to do this after I saw Oprah on Friday and she had those guys from “The Secret” on again, and they talked about how “nothing new can come into your life without being thankful for what you have already been given. The moment you begin to focus on gratitude, you create within yourself the condition for more things to be grateful for to come into your life”. So, I figured, I best get on that.

Have I mentioned that I ordered “The Secret” DVD? Yeah. I should get it soon. I believe in all that stuff so much, I just really need to put it into regular practice. I’ve been doing some deep breathing/visualization/affirmation stuff every day for a couple weeks now. I’m starting to feel human again. The last time I felt really good, was Tuesday, January 30. That was the day I woke up super early and got right to work, took my walker out and walked to the mall and back, worked hard all day, had my brother over in the evening and ran some errands/went for dinner… that was a very full day. The next day, the weather changed for the worse and I felt crappy again (that is often connected), and that stayed with me for what seemed like forever. After about 9 days of feeling like crap, I fell into my emotional eating vortex and ate a burger and onion rings. There went the “no wheat/dairy/sugar” thing. Of course, I could have let that be one little slip, but the next day I actually felt a bit better. So I wondered “why am I doing this to myself?” and went back to my old eating habits. I’ve actually been feeling a little bit better every day since then. Although, I’ve been quite slack with myself, enjoying all the foods I’ve forbidden since Nov. 18 a little too much, and this “vacation” needs to end soon.

I found the best soy milk for making my lattes. So Nice Vanilla foams up better than anything else I’ve tried. It’s not something I would ever want to drink by the glass or put on cereal, (I love my Vanilla Rice Dream for that), but it sure is great for a creamy latte! I’ve got it down now. I never need to buy from Second Cup again, mine are better. But I will, because sometimes it’s nice to have someone else make it for you, and I’d hate to see them go out of business because I stop going. Heh. Also, my Stepdad someone I won’t name stole a coffee cup carrier off a grocery cart and it fits perfectly on my scooter basket. Hee! No more trying to tuck my coffee into my basket and surround it with other things so it doesn’t spill and stain my purse. Yay!

This morning a woman was supposed to come by to trim my cat’s claws. I expected her to call around 10:30 and be here by 11:00 because she said she started work (at her full-time pet grooming job) at noon. Well, I never heard from her. I suppose she’ll call later or another day. I had to be up and dressed anyway, as a client was dropping receipts off at 11:00 as well. No Sunday jammies until 2:00 today.

Last night I watched a horrible movie. Not horrible as in the movie sucked, but what a horrible story and outcome. Boys Don’t Cry. Hilary Swank definitely deserved her Oscar for that performance, but for me it was sort of like “Monster” with Charlize Theron (who also won for her role). Although, I do think Brandon Teena’s story needed to be told more than Aileen Wuornos, I still felt disturbed throughout the entire movie. I guess because I knew how tragically it ended. I received that DVD in the mail back in early January and it took me this long to watch it. I have received, watched, and mailed back others in the weeks since, because I knew this was going to take an emotional toll on me to watch, and I needed to be prepared for it. What a sad, sad story (yet, the love story among all the tragedy was quite beautiful).

***Newsflash*** I just received an email that Elayne’s blog is back up and running. So any of you who read her regularly but haven’t been by since you noticed it was gone, she’s ready for y’all again.

Well, it’s 1:30ish. I’m gonna head out to get a bit of sun and then get back here and tackle my piles ‘o work. SO MUCH WORK. Breathe, Donna, breathe.

Pepper likes to watch me work.

And prevent me from reading MySpace messages work.

Watching from one of my desk shelves. Comfortable?

I’m guessing she was, because she hung out there for awhile.