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I woke up this morning with a Beatles song in my head… the lyrics repeating themselves over and over “Nothing’s gonna change my world… Nothing’s gonna change my world.” and I thought to myself… WAIT! That isn’t the right mantra to have in my head – no matter what world I’m living in.

So I hopped in the shower… still having that Beatles tape loop in my head (which btw, I love the Beatles so don’t get me wrong) and an old camp song from middle school came into my head. Montlure Camp 🙂

Chorus: You and I can climb every mountain, Cross every stream and drink from every fountain, In His name, In His name, In His name…
Verse 1: Truth is gone, the world proclaims, No foundation now remains, Yesterday cannot return, Tomorrow won’t be the same, but…
(chorus)
Verse 2: Men hide their deeds from human eyes, Their hope in self alone, Man’s power fails, the light grows dim, Blind lead blind, I hear their wail, but…
Chorus: You and I can climb every mountain, Cross every stream and drink from every fountain, In His name, In His name, In His name…

And… all of a sudden I started to feel really energized. Yes… I was in the shower. I sound incredible when I belt it out in the shower 🙂 heehee Beyonce has nuthin’ on me in that shower when I’m singing… let me tell you. And… I started thinking about the words. With an idea in your head of facing mountains and knowing you can climb them anything is possible… even 60+ page grants needing to be written in a matter of a few days… even silly drama that people I know seem to be praying on stirring more of… blah blah blah… forget it CLIMB THAT MOUNTAIN .

Then, I went on to give my youngest, Simon, his breathing treatment for his asthma as I continued to get ready for work. And I was reminded of another favorite song of mine. I fell in love with it during those same camp years and it has carried me through some very dark and stressful times. This is the one I sang softly as I rubbed Simon’s head and gave him his treatment. This is the one I’ll carry in my heart today. When chaos and darkness prevails, it is most definitely time to return to center. I added new quotes to my sidebar today. I’m excited that it is May 14 and there are incredible possibilities, including mountains ahead of me. And… I’m ready to climb ’em or move ’em.

Happy Thursday in whatever world you are in 🙂

All I Ever Have To Be
Written by Gary Chapman, Sung by Amy Grant
When the weight of all my dreams
Is resting heavy on my head,
And the thoughtful words
of health and hope
Have all been nicely said.
But I’m still hurting,
Wondering if I’ll ever be
The one I think I am.
I think I am.
Then you gently re-remind me
That you’ve made me from the first,
And the more I try to be the best
The more I get the worst.
And I realize the good in me,
Is only there because of who you are.
Who you are…
And all I ever have to be
Is what you’ve made me.
Any more or less would be a step
Out of your plan.
As you daily recreate me,
Help me always keep in mind
That I only have to do
What I can find.
And all I ever have to be
All I have to be
All I ever have to be
Is what you’ve made me.

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So this horiscope wandered into email today… is it wrong that the idea of a rebellious and independent week kind of excites me?

Today’s Outlook: This entire week may be defined by the conjunction of aggressive Mars and unorthodox Uranus that’s exact on Wednesday, indicating the likelihood of rebellious activities as we strive to demonstrate our independence from social convention. Today’s adventurous Sagittarius Moon can inspire us to think about ways to escape our humdrum routines, and quicksilver Mercury’s harsh semisquare to Mars could push us closer to our dance with the edge.

If I was to have projected the week ahead in my own making of a horiscope – from the looks of my calendar – it is really the calm before the storm. The following week builds momentum and busy-ness as work and family and birthdays await. The end of school comes with lots to do. Turning 40 makes for new and interesting thoughts. As I commute, I have begun to think about the NEXT 40 years and what all that means. Honestly… there is a lot to be excited about and 40 seems like an incredible milestone -so very different from any other up to this point that I have experienced.

Monday is quiet. Today is a day of catching up and unpacking Sesame Street plush characters that arrived at work. It is a day of a lot of planning and grant writing for things due later in the month. I feel like I am procrastinating – and yet – my wheels continue to turn. I think it is that there is no pressure of deadline looming.

So what will become out of the ordinary and rebellious this week? Hmmmmmm 🙂 Kinda sounds exciting huh? I’ll keep you posted… I had thought about getting a tattoo to celebrate turning 40… something about “Life is Good”… but for now I settled on adhering a sticker with that saying on it to the corner of my back car window. (Up until this point I have always been very anti car stickers)…. Racey? Ok not really… I’ll keep thinking 🙂

If I had money to spend… I would spend it here…undoubtedly this is the best site going. Their books, their short videos, they just make SENSE. They give the best start to one’s day. They give the best start to MY day.

See what you think. A sequel from yesterday… and you know… you CAN’T send a duck to eagle school – no matter how loud the duck quacks… really… it makes sense! And… I am all about helping everyone achieve just about anything… accommodate… but… if the duck has a mindset of only being a duck… then it is time to move on and find a new flock 🙂 … ok enough bird analogies… Take a listen 🙂

A deep thought buried within the book & video... take a minute to watch

A deep thought buried within the book & video... take a minute to watch

I awoke this a.m. to my first morning in days where I could just be. My only real obligation is late in the day and my little twins were snuggled in to me. I’m indulging myself in some Sunday morning favorite things. I’m enjoying listening to Dave DJ. He loves this Sunday morning gig at Savoy. I’m soaking up some incredible television. I know I know… how can that be? Joel Osteen is my secret or not so secret motivational, inspirational pleasure. He is a bright spot in the media these days.

He shared this a.m. how important it is to have purpose in every step. Make the most of every day and clear the clouds before you go to bed at night by turning it all over. Why go to the end of your life and end up with regrets? He has such an incredible message. It is like a light dimmer switch that just turns up all the things inside me I need to remember. Turning things over and starting each day a new makes me brighter… makes more things possible…

If you knew you only had 6 months to live… would you be so adament about resolving and reconciling a relationship that the other person didn’t want reconciled?…. Accept each day as a present and go out and live it to the fullest…

People tease me about having ridiculous expectations some days. I pack 10 times more than is possible into the day. I try to do 10 more things than I should. I’m implusive. I don’t read directions. I am not as cautious as I should be. But… I can laugh at myself and the crazy things that come about. I can say I’m sorry and ask forgiveness. I can work toward making the next time better. Oh… and maybe MOST importantly… practice your smiling muscles… laugh… force yourself to laugh and see how long it will take before you let loose a real laugh… and remember to give a hug and say thank you. I try so hard to be appreciative. Appreciate. Turn it into an action verb.

86,400 seconds each day… how are you spending it every day…

Mary Poppins got it right!

Mary Poppins got it right!

I used to joke about work furlough programs. I thought they were something you got in prison -like a work release – when you have been good and they let you out to work or something. OBVIOUSLY I should have consulted a dictionary and really understood it. I have a big fat FURLOUGH staring me in the face. This, not to be confused with a FURBIE, is much uglier and more disturbing.

I am not going to turn this into a grip post. I am RESILIENT after all and the queen of making lemonade out of lemons. So… I am taking my furlough day (aka a day with no pay so that my salary is reduced by my daily pay rate) – the first of 12 I must take between now and early June 2009 – with a spoonful of sugar. I realize I am horribly mixing metaphors but isn’t that how the medicine goes down when you live with Mary Poppins?

The GOOD NEWS? the SILVER LINING? NO ONE immediately will lose their jobs. They are saving some ungodly amount of money across the whole system ($24 million I think) by asking… no wait REQUIRING… everyone to take 10-12-15 furlough days. I fall in the middle so I’m a 12er. I am completely for this if it really helps. I am completely for this if it means NO ONE loses their jobs unnecessarily AFTER June 30. Will that happen? I just can’t muster enough pollyanna in me to believe that is the case. I think this is the first blow with more to come.

So I talked with my bus stop friends this morning. The guys that take their kids to school and wait at the stop. The guys from other types of employment communities who seemed shocked. They figured… oh … a furlough… just take all your days at once and go get another job for the month. Me being the achieve, achieve girl had of course already thought of that. However, a month of does not work because of loss of benefits, etc. Second jobs? Yes, I have thought of that too and applied everywhere and anywhere to teach part time in the evenings (knowing full well it would severely cut into my SL habit). Nothing. No second jobs. Everyone is too busy finding first jobs.

So… skipping along… singing a happy little working tune I go. I tell you. There is no fat lady singing here. It ain’t over. Dave and I are working with some very cool friends, who are equally strategic, and we are going to launch a LLC. If we can’t find extra work, we’ll make our own. I’m SO EXCITED about it. Its all about getting the right people on the bus and getting headed up the mountain in time to reap all the benefits that come at the top – at the Tipping Point. WE are going to be on that bus. No short bus this time. Lemon from lemonade. Sugar with our medicine.

Cheers to restrictions from looking at work emails. Cheers to new beginnings and all things that are born from tough times. RESILIENT baby!

 

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Simon and I are snuggling under the blankets and hunkered down on the couch. Ok… honestly? He ditched me for nickjr.com and a few rounds of random games and I’m under the covers watching Today and giving some much-overdue attention to my blog. I even PAID appropriately for the use of this cartoon.

My boss was very sweet. She wrote in ALL CAPS back to me yesterday to tell me in no certain terms – DO NOT COME TO WORK if you have a fever again tomorrow. This week was action packed too – with recording scripts for flash animation curricular activity objects, council meetings for statewide activities… and 3 or 4 reports due by Friday 1/30. I just remembered a conference too – a presentation on Saturday… so maybe I really only have to count 2 days as sick days? Either way… my life doesn’t have TIME for the flu or the ick or whatever it is. I suppose though… if being sick is like anything else I do in my life -it is done in over-the-top achieve achieve style and I take 3 days+ not just 1.

Ok… so what’s the problem? Really? My husband always says I feel enough guilt to have born both Jewish and Catholic. I wouldn’t have accumulated 7+ weeks of paid sick leave and 6+ weeks of paid vacation had I had a better balance and grasp of pace. For some reason… most of the time… I insist on sprinting through life… gasping and running out of energy… resting briefly and then sprinting again. (Obviously metaphorically because if I was this kind of sprinter I wouldn’t need to be so envious of my SL ass shape – LOL sorry – should have warned you a crude comment very un-kimala like was coming).

So here I sit. My fingers seem to have no trouble finding the keys so hopefully my head will stay focused… the smorgusboard of drugs will kick in (all legal of course) and my little 5 year old friend will settle in for a quiet day. a QUIET day. of TV… of soup for lunch… of juice to drink…

Wish me luck. Cheers to achieve achieve… even when styled sick.

So today I went back to work. I have had a really weird few weeks between traveling for work and being gone almost a week and then back to an action packed week with an event and family craziness… THEN an EXTRA long Memorial Day weekend. My schedule is out of whack. I might have forgotten how to have complete thoughts and actually finish a group of tasks in an organized fashion from a desk. I most definitely have forgotten the hideous commute – that really wasn’t so hideous today (should I actually see the gas prices as a blessing in disguise for my commute time???).

I missed my blogging time today though. I missed my time to explore all the blogs I had begun to keep up with and comments I leave. I missed my SL exploration time. Did you notice a SEVERE drop in the SL economy? You KNOW the market was severely hurt by me not having high quality shopping time 🙂 Hopefully Parker and Blissie were willing to help me out on that front. I think Jenda is too busy building her business to devote quality time to shopping so I won’t ask her to have carried that torch for me today.

Today was also the first REAL day BigD had full charge of all 4 yahoos. Yes, this is something that happens every summer. He does it well. I hear they played in the sprinklers and played games online. We are having another barbeque dinner tonite. I tell ya there is something to this whole Mr. Mom thing I could so get used to! The thought of only getting myself out the door in the morning with clothes that match, and hair that looks ok is beyond easy. It is as if Staples gave me the easy button to push and life is good again.

But I’m tired tonite. I won’t lie. I went in to work early thinking that meant I would leave early and really I left late. I have to discipline myself better to get out the door early on the back end of the day if I am going to start early. I don’t really have to have a 9 or 10 hour work day, right? I CAN turn the achieve, achieve off and be ok, right?

I had been home so many days in a row the kids thought I had left on a business trip when I talked to them on the phone this morning. Have I scared my babies for life? Poor things! All in all, I guess it is good to go back at the end of the week. Anyone can suck it up to do 2 days and then have a weekend right? (read again repeat, read again repeat is the mantra I will practice).

Happy soon-to-be Friday everyone! I’ll have better blogger thoughts tomorrow… promise! I’ll leave you with this little goodie – couldn’t pass it up 🙂


There’s a 50% Chance That You Need Therapy


If you think you need therapy, you probably do. But there’s a good chance you don’t.

Like everyone else, you have your fair share of problems. And unlike most people, you’re fairly good at solving them yourself.