So this was supposed to be my week where I got myself together, got regular sleep and took better care of me. Couldn’t be farther from the truth. Evidence being, burning the tip my nose with the curling iron this morning…a first in the 20 some years I have been curling my hair. It started off with my taking care of a crying dog all night Sunday night, not part of the plan. Tattoo Monday which has limited my training because I can’t wrap my wrists or have any one touch them. Then having the A&D ointment on them but not being able to wrap them in plastic (I’m allergic), causing me to try and sleep really still so as much ointment stays on my wrists as possible. Again didn’t happen but made me wake up a lot at night. A college friend coming to town that I just had to have a few beers with and of course needed a ride back to his hotel. And last night despite being exhausted, having a great intentions of early sleep I decided to edit my iTunes library to remove duplicates and add names to random songs that I copied off cd’s. And edit a few playlists while I was add. Admittedly, the more sleep deprived I get, the more easily I am distracted by things of no importance at the moment, hence the iTunes editing. And thus I have burned my nose and look like a jackass. Not that I didn’t already know this but I need a routine and when the routine breaks, i.e. not training because of the tattoo’s, I’m kind of a mess. So one more tattoo next week and then I’m cut off from visiting my new favorite friend Steve until after the fight in March. And it’s only a 3 day work week next week, how much of a mess of my life could I make in 3 days?
So I have thought about this for a while. Do I actually write this post? Do I put my dirty laundry out there for everyone? Or the handful that read my blog. And if I do, what do I say? Do I slam those involved? Do I take the high road? When is a “good” time to put it out there? A few days under my belt and there is probably no better time. So no secret, my ex-boyfriend was my coach. That worked out mildly well while we were together but add a breakup and somehow it just doesn’t work out as smoothly. Add a few of the worst things a person could do to another in there and disaster doesn’t even begin to describe. But I have this eternal belief that I can make any situation work. That I can fix things. It’s what makes me good at my job. I’m an eternal optimist. But it’s what causes me to not be so good at my personal life. Even when things are clearly not good, I still think I can fix it and make it right...
Go home tonight and go to bed! : )
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