I’m aiming for humor today.  However, as a general rule of thumb, the safest place to stand is exactly where I am aiming.  In other words, if I fall far short of humor, you were warned from the get go! 😉

I began this Friday with a marriage proposal.  No one asked me, I sort of  jokingly threatened my poet/musician friend with flinging myself at him…  That was vastly preferable to the myriad errands and appointments that faced me afterwards.

I went to my Doctor, just the GP, for a check in/check up.  I weighed in at slightly less than I should, so I was in…not hot water, but lukewarm water.  Before chemo, I should be twenty pounds heavier than I am at this moment.

I am supposed to take my GRE for my PhD here soon, and I asked Doc about that.  He strongly urges me to, for ONCE, put my health ahead of everything else.  He wants me to shut out everything that isn’t beneficial to me: stresses, negativity, etc.  Obviously, I can’t eradicate those entirely, since I live on planet Earth and there are other humans who happen to breathe in and out around me (haha).  They can be so pesky and annoying at times.  🙂  The longer he spoke, the more I realized he just flat out told me I had to do a complete overhaul on my life.  And I know there are quite a few of you who have been gently encouraging me to do that in these last few weeks, I’m just a bit slow on the uptake sometimes.

So, I will do what I do best: write it out while I think it out.  Part of prioritizing my health is also prioritizing my children’s well being, of course.  Part of it is mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical peace.  God knows, I need peace.  I need calm — not that I am saying the children need to be quiet or something: the noises and mayhem that come with kids are fun and positive and bright energies.  But the dark stuff, I must shut out.

Before all of that, though, I must complete a poem about quitting smoking.  I’m pushing towards week 3, and I want one SOOOOOO badly it could make me crazy.  And shouldn’t this non-smoking stuff lead to a weight gain?  Huh.

Also on the peaceful front, I get to go out with my dear friend tomorrow night, for tea or pie or bookstore lurking.  I can’t wait to spend time with her again.  She keeps me laughing, even on the worst days.  🙂

Blessings to you all, and a safe and happy weekend…