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Somebody certainly had her panties in a twist yesterday!

The good news? Attitudes change with the sweep of the hour hand on the clock, most days. Which is a blessing since the one I managed to get into yesterday was intense and I don't care to repeat that on a regular basis if I can help it.

Anyway, here we are, and thanks to a combination of things, I'm in a much less dark place today and am told I look 'happy and fresh'...The funny thing is I have no idea how I looked yesterday, probably because most people instinctively avoided me...ahem.

Reasons I think I'm in a better place today:

1. Daughter is home, and we had a lovely evening. We sat out in our backyard and enjoyed a lovely early evening and chatted about what had happened since we last relaxed together. Then we made a delicious dinner of grilled shrimp, wild rice, kale salad (fresh kale from the garden), and a chilly chardonnay. Mmmm. And then we watched Promised Land, which was good. I told JL earlier I'd give it a 6..for overall story/acting/chemistry.

2. Hormones have taken a seat after partying hard in my bloodstream for the last week or so. Thankyouverymuch for that. Just sayin'.

3. Balancing treatment I received during class yesterday is working. I can feel it. Can I say I love acupuncture? This stuff flat out works!

4. Son is headed to NY from the Middle East, and knowing he'll be stateside for the Summer puts me at ease, somehow. And we'll get to see him at some point for a few days. 

5. JL sent me an article that puts many things, including petty annoyances, quickly into perspective. Thank you JL. Your timing? Once again, perfect.

 And now it's midafternoon, I feel productive and want to crank out some work so life over the next week isn't too insane.

Next week will be interesting. On the docket?

Memorial Day 

Daughter's wisdom teeth extraction

Hubby's backpacking trip. (all week..so the very drugged up chimpmunky girl and I will be on our own to navigate the surgery and post days...fortunately we have plenty of experience with surgeries, yes? And this time no knees are involved!!)

Drought conditions. Which means watering the garden religiously...because those baby tomatoes and other fresh seedlings need TLC right now..and we have to be extra vigilant.

Work deadlines. Always.

School stuff, but less than usual due to holiday, taking off one day for the girl's surgery, etc. But still class and clinic..and one really long day on Thursday.

That's about it, for now. I hope you all are preparing for, and truly enjoy your few days off!! I know that we plan to rest and relax and just 'be'...as much as possible, too!

Best,

-Stevie

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