Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Donating blood and other adventures
Yesterday was an interesting day. It started with a perfectly plan day ending with me hoping to see a play written, practiced and performed by a group of students in a week. Instead, I was sent a boring event because my boss' boss wanted it.
It dampen my whole day because not only did I have only 5.5 hours left but my opinion didn't matter. The old me would have plotted various ways of revenge. Instead, I decided to channel my anger for the forces of good. I donated a pint of blood. I hate needles and don't like seeing my blood outside of my body. But it was nice knowing that I helped someone who may need blood. Rechanneling my anger and displeasure has become my new thing. I have decided I don't want it to consume me and until I figure out what else I want to do, it prevents me from being all angry and unpleasant to be around.
Anyway, I donated my pint of blood, got to eat some snacks and got a cool tote out of the deal. And if things go well, in 50 something days, I can do it again.
Today, I am in a better frame of mind. The cleaning process of my apartment is going. The living room actually looks half livable but the hallway, my bedroom and the spare room looks like a crazy but well dressed person lives there. It has to be cleaned by Nov. 20. I need to make a list tonight and tackle it. I know JJ will not care. He wants to spend time with me in RR. But I want to create the illusion of a somewhat neat mommy.
1. The Jumbo Fudge Sticks by Keebler are AWESOME!
2. Day two of trying to drink more water has been going well.
3. I don't have the neat gene. I am mess but not filthy. There is a difference.
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