How was your weekend? We, again had one of our wonderfully mixed bags of a weekend, and I’m gearing up to get the coming week sorted out.
I’m still not 100% but at least everything I ingest stays down now. The nausea and general sense of queasiness isn’t gone yet, which reminds me that I need to begin taking my medications again. My potential stomach issues threatened to derail our plans for the weekend and contributed to a bit of angst that was ugly.
It was a tough week for Sweet Husband as well, and one of my failings this week was not being aware enough to even ask about what he was carrying. One of the great draw-backs of our separation is that it’s easy to miss things. We don’t talk on the phone much – preferring instead to text back and forth with each other through the day and into the evening. Occasionally we Facetime – when I’m on the wifi at his parents and we’re both at that moment. And while we communicate, there’s is clearly a gap. My husband is one of my greatest blessings, and I need to be more responsive to what it is that he needs. The realization was a thunderbolt moment for me.
Our gap caused a moment Saturday morning. It wasn’t pretty and involved crying (on my part). The good thing is that neither one of us is good at being angry at each other. We’re people pleasers, which means that we don’t like to have any one upset with us. Particularly the other one. So there was a 15 minute storm (mostly my fault because it was really about my issue and perhaps one of these days soon I’ll write about it), and then we were fixing the problem under sunny skies.
We do not disagree very often. We’re fairly in synch or what is important to one is not a big enough of a concern to create an upset for the other. We’ve had a few of these little upsets, but very few. It is extra upsetting because it is not our normal, and I am extremely grateful for that.
After we got ourselves sorted and back on track, Sweet Husband and I made our way to Top of the Hops. This is our fourth time attending this fantastic event, although our first one was in Jackson, not here on the Coast. Sweet Husband eyes this event as a challenge, and his challenge is to try as many beers as possible – even if they’ve been tried before. I believe last year, with our strategy of trading samples, he was able to make it to over 150 beers tasted in a 3 hour period of time. This year for the first time, we sprang for VIP tickets, which meant we were able to get started an hour early, with access to select beers and food. We got VIP tickets primarily to up that number.
…and then I got sick. I think mostly because my stomach was still a bit on the ticky side, as we were putting on our pretzel necklaces, Sweet Husband announced that this year, he was going for quality not quantity. And that’s exactly what we did. I tasted a few and ate lots of my pretzels. We wandered around, and my social butterfly husband quickly had his “happy feet” on.
I love watching him. There is no one who is not his friend. He talks and laughs and charms. He decided early-on that he wanted a tin sign from one of the local breweries. They said they weren’t for sale. By the end of the night, I was carrying one of those signs out to the truck with me.
It was a wonderful time.
Today has been an amazing day! We bought our first rescue plant of the year. My porch jungle largely hasn’t survived the cold, and we needed to begin replacing the lush garden out there.
And then. Then. For the last year, Sweet Husband has been talking about wanting a pool table for his man-cave. I finally found one today. It’s only a 6 ft table and it has a few issues, but it’ll work perfectly out there. We wound up with the table, a set of balls, 6 sticks, a bridge, a huge thing of chalk, a wall rack for the cues, and two ball racks for $100. Score! Valentine’s Day for Sweet Husband has been taken care of, which is good because I only sorta had an idea of what I was going to get him.
While we were waiting for Sweet Husband’s friend to come help unload the pool table, I started a little work in the yard. We’ve got some dead azalea bushes that needed to be removed so I did that, and then raked up some leaves for the compost bin. It felt good to stretch and move and use those muscles again. It won’t be long (perhaps next weekend) before we’re back out working in the yard. It’s time.
All good things must come to an end, though, and it’s time for me to begin thinking about this coming week. Getting sick last week really threw everything off for me, so I think it’s probably a good idea for me to stick with what I have:
- Write every day (both here and in my journal)
- Take a photo every day
- Make good use of my free time at work, which means use that planning period to get the day’s work into my grade book so I’m not facing half a term’s worth of work that needs to be entered
- Exercise on the days that I am not traveling home to the Coast
- Get back into my mindfulness habits
- Re-work my to-do list to make it more functional and actually useful to me
- Get Valentines Day planned
The biggie that has to be added to this list, though, is that I’ve got to be better at caring for Sweet Husband. I can’t let that slide.
There are miscellaneous things that have to be taken care of this week –
- Go by AT&T and talk with them about a family plan. Sweet Husband’s phone got trashed by one of his students, so perhaps it is finally time for us to look at getting a family plan.
- Take my camera strap in to get finished. My Sner made me a camera strap, but I haven’t used it because I messed up the measurements and its too long. I’ve had an idea about how to fix it, but haven’t gotten to it. That happens this week.
- Order Valentine’s flowers for the GrandSner
- Put a few love notes in the mail.
- Get my obligations to the NGOH HOMC taken care of (it’s group of ladies I’m friends with. We do a monthly exchange. I’m behind, which is particularly sad because I put the exchange together).
That will be more than enough, considering that I’ll be attending PD for two days this week.
What are you hoping to accomplish this week?