Pitter Patter
Having worked last night in the very busy ER my love, my husband let me sleep in until noon today. I have to return to work again for another day of fun and excitement. Usually I am very restless and have a hard time sleeping when I know I have to work. Today was different. The sun wasn't shining into the windows, there are no birds singing and no other noises....Simply the pitter patter of the rain falling on the roof.
Our loft is on the top floor so it is almost like living at Ethel...The roof magnifies the sound of each rain drop falling. The sound is soothing and comforting. Makes sleeping easy and calm.
I have been trying the last couple days really hard to relax. Something I struggle with on a daily basis. I could easily blame it on a million things...work, working out, eating right, family, friends, the never ending to-do list, you know the everyday things. Instead, I am trying with exuberance to not worry so much. Work is there. It is a must. I like my job, easy enough right? Working out is something that I have been slacking on lately. I just have to force myself to get up a bit earlier and do it...Yeesh. Family and friends, simple enough I just miss them. Phones, FB, blogging, it is all nice but i miss the interaction with my girlfriends. Our early morning b-fasts that turn into late afternoon coffees....oh how I miss them.
The most stressful......
Eating right, this comes across as me wanting to indulge in fried foods and soda. Wrong, I actually don't ever want that. But the breads and carbs that surround me at work are so tempting...I do well throughout the entire shift and sadly it is those last couple hours where my will-power gives in and I indulge. SARA!!!!! I then find myself un-able to forgive myself and look at myself in the mirror with such disgust. Does any one else get like this? Unable to let it go. It is so defeating. I want to be happy with the success I have had instead I only see more failure. (Insert a small pity party for myself here)
ANYWAY, the rain....Even know I am trying to listen to the rolling of thunder and the muffled sounds of the rain falling.
Our loft is on the top floor so it is almost like living at Ethel...The roof magnifies the sound of each rain drop falling. The sound is soothing and comforting. Makes sleeping easy and calm.
I have been trying the last couple days really hard to relax. Something I struggle with on a daily basis. I could easily blame it on a million things...work, working out, eating right, family, friends, the never ending to-do list, you know the everyday things. Instead, I am trying with exuberance to not worry so much. Work is there. It is a must. I like my job, easy enough right? Working out is something that I have been slacking on lately. I just have to force myself to get up a bit earlier and do it...Yeesh. Family and friends, simple enough I just miss them. Phones, FB, blogging, it is all nice but i miss the interaction with my girlfriends. Our early morning b-fasts that turn into late afternoon coffees....oh how I miss them.
The most stressful......
Eating right, this comes across as me wanting to indulge in fried foods and soda. Wrong, I actually don't ever want that. But the breads and carbs that surround me at work are so tempting...I do well throughout the entire shift and sadly it is those last couple hours where my will-power gives in and I indulge. SARA!!!!! I then find myself un-able to forgive myself and look at myself in the mirror with such disgust. Does any one else get like this? Unable to let it go. It is so defeating. I want to be happy with the success I have had instead I only see more failure. (Insert a small pity party for myself here)
ANYWAY, the rain....Even know I am trying to listen to the rolling of thunder and the muffled sounds of the rain falling.
The lyrics of this song have nothing to do with my thought process. Solely the melancholy sound that comes from the strings, the percussion and the sweet voice. Of course, "listen to the rhythm of the fall ling rain" is what is the most important of the lyrics.
why should you look at yourself in disgust? you are not perfect and most things are fine in moderation anyway. Once in awhile I might think, I should not have eaten that cookie but maybe it was because it didn't taste as good as much as I think the calories are worth... if you are tempted think of something you REALLY want... like when people bring in candy to work... if it's not my favorite, I won't eat it because if I'm going for something "bad" for me I want it to be extra good!
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