A Normal Week

Here it is Tuesday morning and I am at work sitting at my desk.  The phones have not begun to light up yet, so I am enjoying the serenity of the morning.  I've made the rounds and updated everyone on Jonas' status and that Andrew is once again in rehab.  To tell you the truth, I don't really know how Andrew is doing, I haven't spoken with him since last week on the night he went to the ER.  For now, I'm just waiting on my first call of the morning.  A productive day at work will do me a lot of good. 

Last night we had a lovely evening with Alex and Lindsey.  We introduced them to Copelands restaurant and they loved it.  I think they will be going back!  It was a nice change to be out enjoying a delicious meal while spending time visiting with them.  We will be doing it again very soon.

I treated myself last night.  We had sometime before we met up with Alex and Lindsey so we went to the Brighton store.  I had my Valentine's Day gift card that I way dying to spend.  I found a beautiful bracelet and a pair of dangling earrings.  I just simply adore their jewelry.  Next I went to Sephora.  I had never been, but had heard tales of others not being able to leave without spending hundreds of dollars.  After being there, I can see why!  It is the Holy Grail of makeup stores.  I made it out of there with just three paltry items - eye shadow primer, Buxom lip gloss, and Bare Minerals cheek color.  What restraint!

Talked with Dr Davis last week and he added a Klonopin to the middle of the day.  What a difference that has made. Since then there has been no heart palpitations or headaches.  And if ever a time I had a reason to have them, the last few days would have produced them.  Lots of times I feels like I am still on the verge of chest palpitations but it just doesn't quite kick into full gear. Prolonged stress kicks my butt everytime.

Wednesday I am going to do something I haven't done in a long, long time - treat myself to a pedicure!  I might even get a manicure too.  It is time to begin pampering myself a little bit.  I used to go every two weeks like clockwork and haven't been in months.  Look at it as part of the road to recovery. 

I leave for Florida in a week and a half.  It is about time I get my bags out and start packing.  Ah, to wear capris and short sleeves and flip flops!  Totally different than the blue jeans, long sleeves, fleece and Dansko's I have been wearing.  I'm going to dig my toes in that Florida sand again.  We are going to see the play "Menopause" - can't wait - and going to the beach to bask in the warmth of the sun.  I get in on Monday and Tuesday Mom is throwing a Fat Tuesday party with all the old gang!  There will be Zydeco music and dancing and drinking and games and great fun!  I am counting the days down.  T-11.