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Thursday, February 25

Ten tricks to stay positive

Now in February 2021 the world has been living with, fighting, learning about and worrying over Covid-19. I keep reading all the stories of students in emotional crisis failing at school, the large increase in depression and drug use. Many people  are feeling frustrated and hopeless as the months wear on, with no end or return to normal in sight. 


Because of my abusive first marriage and cancer experiences I’ve learned what helps me to fight off depression. During my cancer treatment I was on antidepressants for several months and saw a counselor for many years. Now I can recognize the signs and symptoms in myself that depression is starting to creep in and I have a bag of tricks I use to stay out of the mood ditch. Here are ten of my favorite go-to tools:
  1. Walk away from whatever it is that’s triggering you. Get your shoes on ( I LOVE my Skechers Go Walk shoes) and take a thirty or more minute brisk walk. Breathe deeply and pump your arms as you take long strides. If you go fast enough the boogie man won’t catch you. Walking outside in nature works best for me but you can go walk through Costco or a mall too! I usually go walk outside with my little ShihTzu puppy, Bitzi, with my disco fever playlist playing through my adorable little EWA Bluetooth speaker. It has great sounds and the quick tempo disco tunes keep me going and raise my spirits. 
  2. Water helps wash away my anxiety. I feel like it cleanses my soul. I like water aerobics or swimming or just floating. I also love a nice hot rejuvenating bath. ( Give yourself a fabulous spa treatment!) Water really works for me and it probably will help you as well.
  3. It helps me a lot to read ( often out loud to myself) Buddha quotes and other positive affirmations. Sometimes I print them out and stick them up to continually remind me of good thoughts that will heighten my spirits.
  4. Plan something special to do. Go visit a friend or a relative. Cook a special recipe. Write long letters. Plan to give yourself a pedicure or new hair style. Shake things up and dust off your sedentary glumness. Make plans for something different!
  5. Talk it out. Call up your oldest, best, truest heart-to- heart friend and just spill your guts. Catch up on what’s going on, vent, cry, laugh and just rebound with an old friend. It’s very restorative after all these months of trying to quarantine. Just DO IT. You’ll be so glad you did. 
  6. When I’m feeling blue being around animals really helps me feel better. Walking a dog, playing with a cat, brushing a horse, holding a chicken - any of those will work.
  7. One of my favorite things to do is take a nice long drive by myself and sing some of my favorite songs. It feels very relaxing and therapeutic. A lot of the old songs bring back so many wonderful memories. 
  8. Make a list of all the good blessings in your life. Carry it with you and take it out and read it often.
  9. Make a list of the things you will accomplish today, tomorrow, next week, next month. Check them off when they’re completed. 
  10. Each  day I look up at the sky and thank the great creator for my  life.I’m still here and alive after all these years and a few near-death experiences. . Usually I do my thanking floating on my back in the pool but you can do it anywhere. This one really helps uplift my spirit! 
  11. Okay I said I’d give you ten but I also thought of something that’s very important to me. If I’m mindful of what I eat and drink I feel better. I honestly am a stress eater and tend to binge on carbs & junk food when I’m feeling sad but that only makes me feel worse ultimately. It raises your blood sugar and can cause you to bloat, feel guilty and maybe even worse. Try to think of food as fuel and not comfort or a sedative. Eat healthy and you’ll feel better. Get some good nutritious food in you.
Despite these coping tools I have I still having be on guard and try to keep my protective bubble. The last several months there has been a lot of drama going on in my family. Adding that in with the election, the insurrection, the quarantine and rising Covid-19 numbers and all the dreadful news it has been hard staying on the rails. You just have to try to get up every day and find whatever good you can. 

Friday, February 12

Things are getting better


I have to make myself flip on the hopeful-grateful-faithful switch a lot these days because my default settings keep going to worry, anxiety, dread and expecting the worst to happen. I have to mentally kick my own ass and tell myself to snap out of it. Yes I’ve had many awful things happen in my life. No that doesn’t mean they’re going to keep happening nor should I dwell on them and let them ruin the rest of my life. I am steering this boat. I decide how I will feel every single day. I decide how I will respond to people, events, situations.

It’s very early morning and I’m going to the pool in a little bit. It helps restore me. I signed up for a  Zoom class on the life of Eleanor Roosevelt from 10-11:30 today. I’ve read that she was a very strong, kind and inspiring woman. Hopefully that will be good and interesting.

Michael has so much going on with his job now with his regular overload plus all the endorsement interview crap that’s been dumped on him I feel really sorry for him. He just zones out at night. While we’re sitting on the couch watching TV at night he’s getting texts from reporters and front pages to approve. There’s no escape. Only he can decide when it’s time to retire. I think he’s waiting for the next buy-out offers to come around but I could be mistaken. 

I took Bitzi to the lodge to walk with hopes of her doing her business but they have covered all the sidewalks with salt and that hurts her little feet. And it’s snowing again! I brought her home and tried to get her to go in the front yard but no luck so finally brought her in, washed the salt off her feet and put her in her pen in the kitchen. I have a fitness appointment after lunch to use the weight machines at Meadowview Lodge.

I’m aggravated at something. I can’t let it get to me. I have my health. I have my family and a small circle of friends. I have enough in my circle. Nothing can rattle me. I am grateful. I am blessed. 

Saturday, January 30

Waiting for the storm to hit

The sun is shining and it’s cold outside but not nose hair freezing cold. We are supposed to get a big snowstorm of up to nine inches starting this afternoon and continuing until Sunday night. I hope it will be this winter’s last hurrah. I’ve been up for a while and unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher, wiped the counters and stove, fed and took Bitzi outside to pee. Mike just got up and is watching the morning news. He said he’s lost ten pounds. I’ve noticed he’s eating less and reducing his carbs. He’s been on diabetes medicine about five years but never checks his blood sugar and until recently has never watched his carb intake. He also has high blood pressure, high cholesterol, gout and two painful shoulders that surely need replacement surgery. I’m sure he has sleep apnea. He won’t ever listen or go to the doctor. I’m living with an exhausted surly grouch-ass bear. There is no playful puppy left. I hope if he continues watching what he eats things will improve. He never exercises or will go for a walk or swim with me. He’s just stuck at his laptop or the TV all the time. It does zero good to try to talk about it with him. He just gets mad and defensive. It is what it is. No one can change anyone else. They have to want it. He has the kindest heart of anyone I’ve ever known but he also is very gruff. He’s a combination of Lou GrantLou Grant and Andy Sypowicz Sipowicz  a scary  teddy bear. 

I’m going to try to go walk Bitzi as much as I can before the storm hits. I was feeling kind of yucky again last night and my mild sore throat / sinus junk came back. It seems like I’ve been trying to come down with something. I had that horrible digestive ick a couple days ago.

My old friend from high school,Echo,  has yet another skin cancer spot on her back that needs to be surgically removed. She’s had about ten removed so far from all over her body. She used tanning beds for years in her twenties and thirties and now the damage is done. She has had one hell of a time the last several years. 


5 years ago today ( after my stem cell transplant) 





And this morning .....





Monday, January 25

Early morning rising

It’s 5:49 am. I have 6:30 pool exercise sessions all week . I went at 6:30 Friday and it was great. There were only three of us in the pool and the other two people were in the far lanes on the other side lap swimming. I do a vigorous 35-40 minutes of water aerobics with my foam dumbbells and then leave. Fast and furious.
We’re supposed to get a snowstorm later today and tonight. I’ll get a couple walks in with Bitzi later before the snow comes.

11:45 I did my pool time. There were three other old men swimming laps with snorkels! It was a good workout and nobody bothered me.
I took my vaporizer back to Kohls for the Amazon return. The water tank leaked!
I walked two miles with Bitzi and it’s getting overcast and colder. I’m going to walk her a couple more times before dark.

Out of the pool. A bit damp and chilled.


3:05 Mike just took a break from his work to duck into his bathroom to discover Bitzi had been in there and had a poop accident so he came screaming out of there and went to my bathroom so I cleaned it up and put fresh rugs in there and put Bitzi in her pen in the kitchen. I’m not sure what the problem is. She pooped when I took her for a walk earlier so she usually only goes once a day. 



Friday, January 22

Same old same old

4:47 pm

I got up early this morning and went for a 6:30 pool time. I’ve also taken Bitzi for two long walks. Mike is working late tonight, as Hank Aaron died ( among other stories) and he’s the sports editor. Stupid sports. Just games.....

I’m super sore in my leg and butt muscles from the last couple days. Moving is painful. I’ve done some hard workouts in the pool and walked a lot the past few days. I’m sitting on the big living room couch with my feet propped up on the hassock with a blanket on my lap. Bitzi is splayed out on the rug by the back door exhausted from our walks and running in the house to play fetch ( about a hundred times so far...)

Tuesday, August 25

Blessings are always there for the taking















11:15 I went over to the lodge for my scheduled indoor pool time and just as I scanned my ID card and entered the fire alarm went off and everyone evacuated the building. I stood outside for a while. Police and fire responders came. I saw nor smelled any smoke so eventually I just got in my car and came home. Since the one- hour pool times and cleanings in between are scheduled all day my time was used up a lot so I just gave up. I’m still a bit tired from yesterday anyway. 

I have a phone interview later for a neurologist’s receptionist position. Sounds like it might be a good deal. As long as Mike is still working I might as well work too. We don’t know when the axe will fall on him.

1:57. I thought the interview went well and I’m excited about it. There are other candidates being interviewed though. I know the neurologist. This is a good company to work for. I am hopeful.

Mike has been worried about TRS screwing up my retirement stuff. All these years I have covered him with my school district insurance for everything and now he’s going on his own company’s  insurance. He’s had me go recheck everything again today. He’s being a worry wart but better safe than sorry.

We’re going to our resort in Lake Geneva next week and staying in a luxury condo. It’s a little weird because it’s only 30 miles away but hey, it’s going somewhere. Bitzi will be going to a kennel and making lots of new dog friends! 

Thursday, March 19

Stir Crazy

As I’ve mentioned before , all through the month of December I kept having this feeling that something BIG was coming. That feeling just kept bugging me. It felt like it was something that would be at least partly bad. And now here we are in the world’s current situation.....

I got to talk to my granddaughter yesterday so that makes me feel better.

My stepdaughter is having her baby tomorrow morning. A boy named Jackson, at least 10 pounds.

I went for a walk in the park across the street this morning before it started raining. Now it’s raining, chilly and foggy.














3:04pm    It’s still raining and chilly outside. Mike is hold up in the office working away. 


Wednesday, March 4

Here comes the sun

6:36am Wednesday

I sit in a brown leather recliner in the front sitting room facing the window with a view to the East in the morning. I like watching the sunrise. It’s here in this spot every morning I sip my coffee slowly to come awake, read the news on my IPad, check emails, check social media, post to this blog. Some days I don’t have time, have nothing to say or just plain don’t feel like “ talking”. Some times I prefer to stew in my own juices.  


It’s hump day - usually a good work day for me with a big time gap in the middle between schools.After work yesterday I went and bought a front entryway table. It’s pretty nice and I got it for a steal. It looks nice by our front door. I have to go pack my lunch and take my vitamins and get ready to leave for school. More later probably. 
















12:28   It's a nice warm sunny day. I have about fifteen minutes until I go in my next school. Biden came out ahead in yesterday's Super Tuesday primary elections. Bloomberg is out and endorsing Biden #Democrats,#makeamericasmartagain, #coronavitus, #weneedarealpresident


4:58.  I’ve been home for a while. Mike worked from home this afternoon following lunch with one of his former Cubs reporters. Mike is still out at the kitchen table editing stories on his MacBook Pro.
Yesterday he went to the doctor and got his shoulders examined and x-rayed. He got cortisone shots in both shoulders and has to have physical therapy for a month to see if that helps. The shoulders have been causing him neck pain as well. It has been a beautiful unusually warm pleasant day today. I am so thankful for my blessings. 


Wednesday, February 12

Trudging through the snow and fog like a zombie

I need to get my gluteus maximus out of the recliner and start getting my hot mess self ready to go to school. It’s supposed to snow again this afternoon. My throat is still sore and hoarse ( third day). Last night I put Vic’s vaporub on my throat with a towel. I’ll gargle with warm salt water before I leave.
     I still feel very low and glum with thoughts of my daughter’s bullshit and Annettes biopsy results. It’s like someone dropped a load of bricks on me. I kept tearing up last night thinking about Mike and his siblings going over to Annette’s this morning to tell her about her biopsy results. It’s got to be difficult. Mike is pretty tough. He just comes out and says things and tells the truth no matter what.
     Okay getting up and getting ready for work. I’ll probably add more later. I will need to vent to you. I am not one who can hold things inside. 

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11:43 I have a pretty generous time gap between schools on Wednesday. I finished up at my first school and then went to the gas station and filled up. Now I'm killing time before I go in to my next school. I've caught up with emails. I texted Mike and he said his mother took the cancer new surprisingly well. It will probably take a while to sink in. I think they're trying to her scheduled with an oncologist appointment now.  I tried calling my daughter again and left a message. 

It's getting colder now and getting ready to start snowing. 








Friday, January 31

You just gotta keep swimming no matter what

So I’m feeling pretty heart sick and angst filled. My oldest daughter hasn’t been talking to any of us since Christmas. It seemed like one day things were okay and the next day she completely cut everybody off so finally yesterday I kept texting her and calling her and texted her husband. Later in the afternoon she sent me an angry hateful cussing rant text. She has gone completely off her rocker. I’ve also been worried for her two young daughters. She evidently has started on some new strong dose of Cymbalta for her fibromyalgia and is trying to cut out all stress and anxiety but it’s obviously making her a crazy bitch. I’ve read up on it and adverse side effects can be anger, hostility, aggression and increased depression.  I’m just going to leave her alone and not contact her anymore. I will never forgive her for what she said. Karma is a bitch. She’ll wake up and realize at some point but I’m done and I’m really hurting. She’s thirty seven and I have to trust things will eventually be okay. It’s very hard and hurts though. I am really sad.

Ten tricks to stay positive

Now in February 2021 the world has been living with, fighting, learning about and worrying over Covid-19. I keep reading all the stories of ...