Again, I apologize for the neglect. With a bout of Vertigo caused by an inner ear infection, my life has been spinning, literally room and all, for the past few days. I know that is no excuse, and I promise to at least make the effort to keep this daily dose more of a daily thing. Like most things in my life, it is all a work in progress and all I can really do is try. So without any further rambling apologies, let’s recap, shall we?
Friday was well, Friday, and to be honest it was the end of what seems like a very long tunnel that was last week. After work, however, the promise of a wonderful weekend began. There was pep in my step, and money in my bank account to spend. So, on my way home from work I stopped at one of my favorite places to peruse—The Drug Store. Rite Aid, Walgreens, you know it—I’m there. I don’t know what it is about a drug store, but I could spend an hour or two in there just rummaging the shelves, and spending way too much money. So I left there with a few new necessities: Sally Hansen Petal Pusher nail polish, new Revlon peach-colored lipstick, and a new pack of clear hair elastics. I think the attractive pull to drug stores for me is that typically, with each purchase, I am buying something to enhance myself. Not to change myself completely, or try to hide anything (minus concealer), but to enhance. To enhance my God given features. And what is so funny about that is the fact that using tools to enhance my outsides, tend to make my insides feel so much prettier. And on Friday, that was how I found bliss in the confines of that store, enhancing my inner and outer beauty.
On Saturday, I was blissfully happy with a few good friends, a trip to the Tanger outlets, and to a small mum/pumpkin patch. It was a truly gorgeous October day, and we had a truly glorious autumn-activity-filled day. Including, but not limited to, laughs, leaves, pumpkins, mums, mumkins, apple cider+rum drinks, crock pot roast and veggies, and much much more. Check it out here:
Mumkin!
On Sunday, I celebrated my brother Cory’s 24th birthday with some family. His b-day is actually today (Have a good one, Cor Cor!), but my aunt from D.C. was in for a visit so she and my Grandma, along with Cory, Nicole, and myself all met up at my parent’s house for some delicious food and of course birthday cake. Sometimes I wish I could use a cookie cutter and create the same days over and over again. And this was certainly one of them. I think all Sundays should be spent this way, with good food, good family, good fun, and a totally blissed out time.
Monday, was, well, slightly manic. With a long day of work and a completely disoriented Kate (thanks, Vertigo), my day was a bit of a mess on Monday. However, I did manage to find my way to the school I am helping out in, and had the privilege of working with an eleventh grade boy with his algebra homework. I haven’t taken algebra in (GASP!) 5 years, but I tried my best to help. Best of all, he tried his best too! On his way out, this somewhat of an “authority experimenter” boy told his teacher that he needed to pay attention in class more because he enjoyed how (GASP!) smart he felt. The kid felt smart. I helped the kid feel smart. He WANTED to pay attention next class. He WANTED to keep feeling smart. He WANTED to learn. WANTED to try. I couldn’t have been happier (unless of course, maybe, if the room hadn’t been spinning). But my bliss that day did not come from my own satisfaction, but rather from the look of gratitude that his teacher gave me. She offered, “You don’t know what you just did for him.” But all I kept thinking on my walk out of the school and for the rest of the day was, “He doesn’t know what he just did for me.”
Tuesday involved a trip to Med Express for my Vertigo diagnosis and some meds to help eliminate it all. From there, I took a sick day from work and spent the rest of the day sleeping away in my super comfy bed, pictured here:
Though, it was not the best of circumstances, my day spent in bed was just what the doctor ordered, and it was decently blissful, too.
Until next time. xoxo—K.
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