Save Me

I am drowning, literally and figuratively. The last few weeks have been overwhelming, one thing after another. My physical health is good except for the allergies. I have NEVER experienced allergies like this... forehead pounding, eyes puffy and constantly running, inability to swallow, choking on my own mucus and also, losing my hearing! (is that even an allergy symptom???) I take one tablet a day for allergies but that hasn't been enough, some nights I have to take Benadryl just to get some rest. The other side of my "drowning" feeling is a result of my own actions. I am in a constant battle with managing my time and meeting the needs of those around me. I want to find balance again; I had it once, in a dream but then I woke up 😂

If my loyal readers are wondering where I have been and why I haven't been writing, the answer isn't satisfying or exciting; I have been lazy and dealing with feelings of isolation. Month after month of this pandemic is just beating me down; a feeling many people have in common with me. September marks one year since our son moved back to Canada and I feel a sense of mourning, seeing how it has all played out, farther from the hopes and dreams I had for him. Today, September 23rd, is the date our son along with our good friends, Andrea and Ed, were supposed to visit for a week. Instead of chatting with them with food and drinks on our patio this evening, I am typing a blog post and missing their company. We had all decided on these travel plans back in MARCH because we had all been so confident that this virus couldn't possibly be an issue 6 months down the road🤦🏽‍♀️.

I have been putting a lot of focus and attention on my physical activity lately. My Fitbit has become an additional appendage. I set lofty daily goals with Steps, Calories, Stair-Climb's, Distance and Target Heart Rate Minutes. I even started a Group called Dog-Lovers that has over 500 members, allowing my fellow Steppers to post pics of Dog's all day long🤗. I am coming up on 4 weeks of intermittent fasting, no eating after 7pm and no eating until 11am. This could also explain why I have been less active with my writing; I used to post in the early morning. Now, I am a moody zombie until at least 11:20am, with a coffee and a protein bar. I have lost 6lbs so far which could be a combination of the fasting and my new fitness level.

Lastly, the renovation of our new business location has taken over our lives. My husband and I say it often, we miss each other. Kevin hates renovating and I hate nagging (even though I am pretty good at it). With any luck, a pinch of hope, a bucket of faith and maybe a prayer or two or twenty... we will make it to 2021 with half our sanity and our full marriage intact 😋🤞🏽🍀🙏🏽