Breaking it down....building it up

For the last week and a half I have been out of school. It has been a really LONG time since I've had nothing to do in the day time. When I wasn't going to school I was working. It's been nice to sleep in, and yes I've been sleeping in. Kailey has been kind enough to sleep until 8 and almost 9 some mornings. Before break I had all these plans of things I wanted to get done: sewing an apron, maybe some totes, crocheting a beanie for me and the bean and also a shawl, and to read a heap of books. So far, I've read one book.

For the first week Nick was underway and in Port Angeles. It's really hard to get any of the above mentioned projects done while playing with a one year old. I really could have been doing more when she was taking a nap, being as she takes 2-3 hour naps, but I read....which is why I was able to at least finish one book. Nick finally was off on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. We had some friends over and had a really great Christmas dinner. Christmas day I started to get a bit of a sore throat and could tell my lymph nodes were getting really sore. Yesterday I was full blown sick. I couldn't swallow much, had a fever and could hardly turn my head. I bet you could imagine how upset I was at being sick, but let us back up and I'll explain why. The week before, when Nick was working I ended up getting pink eye all of a sudden. A quick trip to the MD taught me it was viral and there was nothing I could do but wait it out. A few weeks before the pink eye, I cut my finger slicing an orange for Kailey and ended up with 3 stitches in my finger. I'm pretty clumsy, but really?

All of these minor mishaps and sicknesses were really starting to get me down. Why? Why is this happening to me? Why did I cut my finger two days before my massage practical? Why am I getting sick, I haven't been sick in years? Last night, hours after Nick got home I realized I hadn't even asked him how his interview for Warrant Officer went. I asked him and said I was sorry for not asking sooner and in a dazed, sick state began to cry. What could he do? Nothing. He said, "You should Reiki it away!" I cried harder and told him I'd tried. Finally he said what I'd already been thinking, "I think all of this is just built up and finally starting to come to the surface." I couldn't have said it better myself. This is why I say this:

About a week before break, or maybe the last week of the quarter, Yvonne, my teacher was talking about how it's important to find time to do the things which bring inspiration. She was encouraging us to do the things that make us go, that make us tick. I am guilty of not doing those things: yoga, crocheting, sewing, reading, and running. I hadn't done any of those during the whole quarter. If I'm not doing things to keep myself grounded and distressed it's all going to catch up with me. I am going to try and change this the second quarter. I will not be too happy during spring break if I'm sick like I am now....not happy at all. I will be inspired and rejuvenated.