Weekends, of course, are good. Dare I say, always good, as long as you’re on your own time, choosing what to do. Even if it’s raking leaves, I have a feeling somewhere deep inside we know that is better than work. No one is expecting hours billed to those leaves, no one wants to see it on a report at the end of the week. No one wants to give you a test to see how well the leaves were raked, nor are they going to send the leaves a survey to ask. I didn’t rake leaves at all this weekend, but the same might be said for just about anything, like cleaning up after the dog, which I did do this weekend.
But as usual a few steps away from life’s stress, and not just work, but you know (we all know), everything. It weighs heavier some days and I know that’s no secret to anyone, espcially after the third or fourth email last week asking me to “please lighten up like my ‘normal’ self again.” Because, sure, yeah, it’s really simple to do.
I don’t really know how I’m having a bad couple of weeks translates into I’m an ingrate and hate life, but apparently to some it does, and does so enough to take the time to send emails. Fair enough, for every judgemental comment there’s ten supportive comments overshadowing them. And the same might be said about life, which you will never hear me dismissing. I could never forget the good things in life, even on days when I can’t step back enough to think about them. Even if I could, the people I know wouldn’t let me.
Saturday I spent a good couple hours walking around in complete madness. Y’all town folk call them Craft Fairs, and bless your hearts for that. While this isn’t my first time at the craft rodeo, I caught myself asking more times than ever before “what the hell is this?” No, I am not proud that I don’t know the value of beaded spoons, but I don’t. I cannot imagine this changing. But the point of being there was not spoons, of course, it was to walk around with a couple girlfriends, spending time together and frequently being grateful to have one another there to tell us what exactly we were looking at. Because I guess I don’t have much use for loaf warmers, either.
Then, on Sunday, after a very insane incident that happened while I was running wherein I injured myself so badly I could neither walk nor stop seeing spots or feeling nauseous (I’ll explain later), I recovered in time for another friend to take me to a football game. As often seems to come with freebie tickets, we were sitting way up high and against all our prayers, we were on the West side of the stadium and completely out of the sun from kickoff forward.
Still, I love that view and a couple thousand stomping fans around you does have a way of keeping you warm longer than you normally would be. Also, when the Broncos play long-time rival Oakland Raiders, the stands have a way of heating up on their own.
If you look closely, toward the guy in the yellow jacket, you can see the friendly Denver PD had to intervene between a pair of opposing fans:
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Ok, overall, minus the near passing out while running incident, it sounded like a pretty decent weekend! And yes you are correct: weekends do beat working!!
Well, there you go. Hey, sorry for the heavy comment on your last heavy post. Never thought to bundle that up and email it. Ah, whatever. Being heavy ain’t all bad.
Well, you are entitled to your feelings. I’m glad all is well despite dizzyness while running – no fun.
Nicole’s right – you’re completely entitled to your feelings. And this is your blog, so you can let it all out on here if you want to. The worst thing you could do is ignore whatever you’re feeling – you have to feel it to process it and move on. So you just keep doing what feels comfortable. We got your back.
i hope your running incident has not left you unable to run… i am miserable being laid up again myself!
i’ve never been to an nfl game because i don’t think i could stand the coldness (and the rain, in seattle’s case). i figure the beer is cheaper at home anyway!
You’re not an ingrate – you’re just going through something right now and you’re entitled to those feelings and emotions.
You’ve gotten me all excited for my tailgating party this Sunday in Buffalo. My first NFL game!
I am still a little bitter at the Broncos (sorry!) it is turning out to be one of the Bucs only loses.
Well holy flippin cows Lesley, you’re entitled to be as heavy as you want! And it’s blinking November, the worst time of the year. Of course you’re not feeling terrific, who is!???
You just keep being you. That’s why we come here!!!
((((((hugs))))))
I’m a Raiders fan, so I just gotta say – WOO-HOO!!!!! Just win, baby!
football. from heavy to football all in one post. that’s life. you could analyze all that – but only americans have football – amazing isnt’ it? but really, it’s just a little bit of living and enjoying it. the raider fans are a crazy bunch.
I CAN’T believe raiders won!
Ah football…I do so love it. And because of cold is why indoor stadiums in cold areas is nice…but granted, it would be nice to sit outside sometimes too. You must be happy with the Broncos for yesterday though right?