The Really Bad, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Okay, well I really wanted to title this
The Really Bad, Horrible, No Good, Almost No Good, Very Bad Day
but I couldn't do the strike through text, so....whatever.


I had another great weekend, but haven't been motivated to blog.  I've been enjoying life too much, which is good. I've been thinking who cares about the blog anyway, whatever.  But things were really great, besides that, and then three nights in a row of very little sleep (for various un-fun reasons) caught up with me yesterday and I crashed hard.  Headache bad enough to make me want to cry all day, asthma making it very hard to catch my breath, and I just couldn't deal.

It wasn't a fun day.  But one bright sunny spot, was a blog I read by a new friend, someone I've yet to meet for real, but she's great.  She did a post of lists of ten, and on her ten websites/blogs I visit list, she had this blog listed.  That really made my day.  And made me want to write something, and pull myself out of the funk I was in, blog-writing wise.  Thanks, JamieAnn!

Now, my day still stunk, but at least my head was in the right place a little bit!  So, as the afternoon hour approached where I needed to go pick my oldest up from school, I searched for a way to stay a little balanced in spite of how badly I felt physically.  I could either:

A) take the boys home, turn them loose with a snack and go lay down (AKA letting them destroy the house while I wasn't looking)
     -OR-
B) take them home and try to get them to do chores and homework (AKA ending up yelling at them to do what I've asked for the 9th time while they fight with each other about why it's not done)
     -OR-
C) Keep them out of the house, and entertained until dinner.

Now, I have to be honest, choice A was by far my first choice, but seeing that I had worked ALL DAY Sunday to get the house picked up and a little bit clean, I just couldn't bring myself to let it get destroyed so soon.  Choice B wasn't really even an option, because my head hurt so much.  I needed to find a way to make choice C work.  I needed to sit quietly somewhere while also keeping them entertained and out of the house until dinner.  Hmmm... how do you do that?  The park? Too bright (and it was getting ready to storm).  Indoor playarea?  Too LOUD.  Ah-HA!  We'll go to a matinee.

We went to see the 4:20 showing of Furry Vengeance.  Perfect timing.  Enough time to get our stuff from Target and head to the theater.  We got there just before the storm hit too, and although we almost got blown away trying to buy tickets, we made it in without getting soaked.

It was a brilliant choice.  While I fully expected it to be a horrible movie, the boys loved it.  Apparently, it was "slap-yourself-in-the-face-with-both-hands-funny" according to my three year old, because that's what he did at the funniest part.  My oldest loved it too, and you'd have thought he had already seen it from the way he could say what was going to happen next (from watching all the good parts on the previews, I think).  I have to admit, it was pretty bad, but I also laughed out loud more than once.  It was so bad it was funny, I guess.  But worth every penny for being able to sit still in a mostly dark room for 90 minutes with two boys who didn't argue or make any messes!  And, when we got out the storm had passed, and we literally walked in the house 5 minutes before daddy, just in time for dinner.  Total Success.

It's called making the best of a bad situation, I guess.   Finding a little balance.  Making lemonade when life gives you lemons.... 

Whatever you want to call it, 

I hope you find a little of it next time you're having 

a rough day too.

Yin Yoga... Oh Yeah!

I tried a new yoga class at Divine this morning, Yin Yoga.   I had misread the schedule for the last two months and thought this was the same as the Yang-Yin class I had tried awhile back.  Oh, no!  This class was awesome.  All stretchy and relax-y and feel-good-y.  (Yeah, I know those aren't words, but work with me!)

We really need rain.  It's dry, and there is pollen everywhere that needs to be washed away.  So, the teacher said she had put together some music from different Native American nations praying for rain.  It was kind of cool to listen to the music, with the sounds of rain and thunder in the background, and stretch and relax.  Actually, it was perfect.  (Well, except for when I couldn't get rid of the thought that the rain sounded more like bacon sizzling in a pan...But that didn't last TOO long...) 


The yoga definitely helps my asthma.  It makes the aching go away, and hopefully, it will keep making it better.  I felt a lot better today than I have all week.  Day 8 (Tuesday) I did 30 minutes at home in between other stuff, and although I was feeling really bad, it totally helped me get through the day.  Day 9 I skipped, again.  Can't really say why, other than laziness and feeling bad, which aren't real reasons.  I just didn't try enough to get it done.   Today was day 10 of the 40 days, and I'm so glad I spent that hour at the yoga studio this morning!

Ooops...gotta go... my boys just ripped the soap dish off the tile bathtub wall.....Gotta go balance that!  ;)

Promises

Just checking in with a quick update for my 40 days of yoga.  I have some other, better posts to write, but today my asthma is winning and I'm feeling terrible, so they'll have to wait.

As for the 40 days of yoga, I have a confession to make.  Day 4 and Day 5 I didn't do any yoga.  I planned to.  But it didn't happen.  Day 6, yesterday, I wasn't feeling great either, and I worked on some music playlists so that I have something to do yoga to at home, without having to watch a video.  Kind of a stretch, but better than nothing.

Tonight, Day 7, I am exhausted.  My chest hurts.  My lungs ache.  A lot.  I've been waiting all day for the chance to crawl into bed.  But I promised myself I was going to do these 40 days.  Yes, I've already missed a couple.  But I'm not going to give up.  I'm going to keep going and keep my promise to myself.  So, I put my boys to bed, then pulled out my mat.

Day 7 is done.  I feel better.  Better for keeping my promise.  Better from the yoga itself.

Now, off to bed.  Finally! ;)

Putting on Blinders (and a little Monday Motivation)

 I've been putting off posting for  few days, thinking about where I'm going with this blog.  I started out doing this only for me.  Just to document my progress with yoga and see how far I've come trying to find balance.  Then a friend started reading it (I'm glad she did!), and I started thinking about her when I wrote.  Next, I found some very inspiring Christian blogs, and I realized that side of me really needed an outlet, so I started thinking about that when I wrote.  Several other important people in my life started reading this blog, who may or may not share my beliefs, and I started thinking about them when I wrote.  I found out about a blog conference, and the women/bloggers who are going, and started reading their blogs, and wanted them to start reading, so I started to think about them when I wrote. 

Can you see where I'm going with this?  It's all very UN-balanced, and scattered all over the place.  No wonder I couldn't decide what to write about or feel like what I was writing was "good enough".  So, as of today, I'm putting blinders on.  You know, like racehorses wear, so they can't see stuff that would spook them?  I'm putting on those blinders.  I'm not going to think about all of you and everyone else, I'm just going to stick to my original purpose: Finding balance and my yoga journey.  Now, that said, I'm glad you're here.  I hope you find something interesting or thought-provoking, or helpful.  I'd love to hear your comments and hear what you think about what I write.  But I'm going to put the blinders on when I'm doing the writing.  It's what I need to do in order to find my balance.

It's Monday, and I'm looking for motivation today. I wrote an email planning a trip to see some wonderful friends, and that helped a little.  Enough to get me over here to write, anyway.  Maybe this post will motivate me to get up and accomplish something else next.  Who knows?  I'm very sleepy and lazy...a side effect of the asthma, I've figured out.  Now if I can just figure out how to fix it.... The meds help the breathing part, but I can tell that I'm still not 100% when all I want to do is lay in bed all day and stare at the wall or the tv.  Actually, I was motivated this morning to go out and work on my flowerbeds, but with a thick, and I mean THICK,  layer of neon green pollen covering everything outside my house, I figured it would be better for the asthma to stay inside.  Seriously, it looks like someone colored the whole driveway with neon green chalk.   It's insane.   I'm praying for a huge, long, rainstorm to come wash it all away.

Are you motivated today?  How do you get motivated when all you want to do is lay in bed all day?