Tuesday..no, Friday Letters

Its Tuesday, no its Friday…I’m so confused! Darn you holiday on a Wednesday!!

Wednesday felt like Saturday, Thursday felt like Monday and today…well, I’m just thankful its actually Friday.


Can I get an amen!?

Dearest client and now new friend, the whole ‘me loving volleyball..everything about volleyball..and gushing over the fact that you play in a city league’, was clearly lost on you since you sat there in silence afterward. Or it really wasn’t lost on you and you just didn’t want to suggest I join your team. I may have shed a tear…
Dearest buddies, thanks for sticking around after yesterday’s post. I thought for a moment that surely one or two would run screaming, ‘the girl stinks, I can’t follow a stinky girl…’ but for the record, I don’t stink anymore! Promise.
Dearest ‘new buddies’, I promise, I don’t stink. Awkward, sure. But not stink.
Dearest G-man, skyping = glorious. Let’s keep doing that, you know, for sanity sake.
Dearest bacon, you cooked perfectly and not only cooked perfectly, you tasted perfectly…all 4 nights I’ve eaten you.
Dearest feet, I do think its weird you’ve shrunk 1 1/2 sizes. From a 9.5-10 to a now 8.5-9? How do you do that? I mean really, how?
Dearest shoe stores, I can now shop in your ‘cute section’ since you clearly believe only people with ‘smallish’ feet are allowed to own cute shoes, while the ‘mammoths’ are forced to buy ugly mules or sneakers.
for the upcoming wedding

via Macy's

and finally, Dearest birthday, 24 more daaaaays…

Happy weekend to you all!!!

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Living in a perpetual countdown

Have you ever paid attention to how much we as people live in countdowns?

It’s never ending. There’s always something to countdown to.

A birthday

Christmas

Vacation

Summer

Winter
End of school
New Year
Birth of a baby
A wedding
A date
The last day of a job
Closing of a house
A move

YES! Lots of things we’re always counting down to and since we all know I’ve been counting down to my 30th birthday, it made me realize how much we and myself aren’t living in the present.

We’re always looking for what’s coming. Always looking forward to the next best thing or what’s coming next, when we aren’t even sure what our tomorrows will be like. It’s easy to get caught up in the things you’re doing and say to yourself, ‘I’ll just do it tomorrow.’ or ‘I’ll make time for them tomorrow.’ or ‘I’ll deal with it then.’ but in light of my co-worker’s unexpected death, doing something that everyone does every summer and his burial yesterday, it brings to light how much we need to live for this day and not always be looking to the future.

Not to mention just a week ago, I came across this blog where her husband who is a Marine, died in combat overseas. He was mere weeks from coming home and her post about the 3 Marines coming to her door and leading up to his burial, was so sad, so heartbreaking, as I read her account of it all. But then I read her post before his death and that broke my heart even more. Her excitement of just talking to him and counting down the days to his return and even emailing him pictures of the kids that morning of her finding out, ugh, it was so hard to read knowing he wasn’t coming home.

So, even though I know I’m guilty of it and I’m sure will fall back into it faster than I mean to, avoid that countdown. Focus on the moment today and make time for your kids who want to be silly with you. Realize that all that fancy china you’re waiting to use for a ‘special occasion’ should be used today. Love on your man and show him how much you appreciate him and let them all know that they are more important that work, cleaning, that tv show or whatever it is that’s taking your attention away from what’s really important.

Okay, I’ve stepped off my soapbox.

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