Finding Land

  

Taking One For The Team

I generally spend Tuesdays working on ReLive things a little bit, doing laundry and checking emails here and there for Mammoth work.  I like Tuesdays.  Today, however, I have spent the day nursing my bruised body.   Drifting in and out of sleep.  Achy and rough.   I had a bit of an accident yesterday on my way out of the office and I'll spend the next couple of days paying for it.  We work out of an old house that has a narrow, wooden staircase of about 20 stairs.  As I was headed towards them and out the door for the day, I took one step and somehow slipped and spun around face first heading down all 20 of those stairs.  Laptop too.  It was the loudest commotion.  It seemed like slow motion as I even had time to realize how many stairs there were and I still had not stopped and was still proceeding to the very bottom.  Everyone ran over to me, including my husband and I was a little dazed but laughing.  Instant pain and broken jewelry thrown about.  It was pretty epic.  In a skirt, none the less!  Somehow I was able to keep that down.  I try to be a proper lady as much as I can.  :)  I started swelling up instantly, but was rushed home to ice everything down.  My mama even came up to help (she's a nurse) so I had really good care.  Thankfully, no broken bones.  I don't know how that happened.  Just bruises and a lot of them...everywhere.
I kind of want to get some rock climbing cables and strap myself in next time I venture onto these Stairs of Death.  I'm not the only one that has tripped up or down them.  I'm just the only one that has been that creative in going down them.  It's amazing what the human body can go through and keep ticking.  I feel like I've been ran over by a truck!  At least, I have some tea, a quiet house and this beautiful view to soak in right now thru the pain. Every couple of hours, something new hurts.  It's kind of ironic though.  Our business has been pretty tough this year and we've been weathering the storm and taking the hits as they come.  Something that you do when you own a small business that ebbs and flows.  My adventure down the stairs felt like a physical journey of all of that.  Glad I could take one for the team!  :)

Searching For Light

What would you do if you absolutely hated what you do for a living?  If you despised leaving your house in the morning because what you faced sucked all the life out of your soul day after day?  I recently had dinner with someone who told me that they hated their job.  We were initially discussing it calmly. Me... offering hope and a possibly a new perspective.  A fresh breath.   Them...stopping me in mid sentence.  No, I absolutely hate it.  Said with such passion.  Such desperation.  Loss of hope and overridden by responsibility beyond what I could ever hold.   I teared up.  Right there at the best table in the restaurant.  The one that overlooks the city that unfolds beneath me.  I couldn't swallow my wine.  My throat hurt.  My heart hurt for them.  To not see the light at the end of the tunnel.   To be so beaten down by their daily life for years on end.  So, quit one would typically say.  Look for something else.  Remember life is too short to waste it being unhappy.  They were beyond that.  Lost in the shuffle of not being able to see 2 feet in front of them.  It's not that easy.  Sometimes that is so true when you are the sun to so many moons.

I hope they can find their way to this...

The Art of Alone - A Meal Out

I decided to play around with a series in this space.  Every so often, I want to adventure out and do something alone.  No kiddo, no friend, no husband to keep me company.  I spend a lot of time alone during the day since I work from home a lot.  I'm not so good at going out and about and doing what would regularly be adventures with a partner, but doing them alone so I thought this would be a great way to force myself to step outside of my comfort zone.  Alas, The Art of Alone is born.
My first adventure was to enjoy a meal at a restaurant alone.  I picked the perfect place and the perfect day a few weeks ago.  A cute, boutique style restaurant called Esquina.  I asked to sit outside.  It was a cloudy day and as my meal progressed, a storm started to form overhead.  With a glass of wine in hand, a delicious, fresh salad and a good book to peak at from time to time I watched the storm clouds start shifting overhead.  The air changed.  The conversation around me focused on the storm and I just sat.  By myself, alone and enjoying the moment.  The tastes, the smells and my surroundings.  It was one of my favorite meals!  I definitely will be doing this a little more often.  I found it comforting yet at the same time just enough out of my comfort zone to notice the things you miss when you are dining with company.