OMG it’s an UPDATE!!!

I KNOW!!! WHAT is my PROBLEM?  Search me cause I haven’t a clue.

Pretty much life sucks but I can’t complain becuase really, i have it SO easy and we are SO lucky and WTF is my PROBLEM already???

So, long story short, I tore my calf muscle.  AFREAKINGain.  Then I waited 2 weeks and then started running again.  Oh, yes.  This is ALL about running.  Honestly, if you don’t want to read me blathering on and on ad nauseum about running, go find something shiny.  Seriously.  You’ve been warned.

Running has taken over my existance.  I absolutely love it.  It isn’t exercise – it is THERAPY.  It is JOY.  It is pretty much what I live for.  Yes, I am just THAT shallow.  Hey, I put in my 12+ years as a mother with one focus – the kids.  Now I’ve found something that really really really REALLY makes me feel so f*cking good it isn’t funny (which is strange becasue it SO f*cking HURTS me, it isn’t funny either).  Maybe I’ve got a decent streak of masochism going.  Maybe? you ask.  Yeah.  Guess I’ve got a GOOD streak going.

So, tear calf muscle.  Rehab.  Start to run again.  Tear muscle.  Rehab.  Start to run again.  AND AFREAKINGAIN, TEAR FREAKING CALF MUSCLE…  Oh my freaking gawd.  I can’t take another round of this.  The last time it tore while I was walking.  I had recognized that the run was stressing it too much and I STOPPED and WALKED and it TORE ANYWAY!  So that really depressed me.  It is a week later and I finally decided to try the water running.  Everything I’ve read about it says it is UBER boring and I was really starting to avoid it.  I didn’t even want to try.  But I had a very light day (work) and decided to head out to the Caribbean (no, we don’t POOL run when we have the Caribbean at our doorstep…) and give it a try.  And it wasn’t bad.  It was weird as hell as I guess I normally think a lot about foot plant when I run (who knew?) and in the water, there just ain’t no foot planting anywhere.  I’m actually following a program and I think that makes the running much much easier on the brain.  It isn’t as numbing when you’re doing intervals.  And afterwards, my head was in a much better place.  I don’t know if it is getting back on the road to getting on the road again or what, but the dark clouds are lifting and life just might be worth while again.  Jury is still out though.

My sister and family came by and we had a lovely visit with them.  Last year we had so many visitors and this year we’ve had none; we were getting antsy for visitors.  Her girls are growing like little weeds and it was so nice to see she and her man.  All the kids had a real blast and the visit was WAY too short.  We’re hoping they’ll come back in December or so.

I’ve been working more and more hours and rarely have a day off anymore.  I took the week off that my sister’s family was here but had to work the weekend.  I’m starting to earn better – MT is all production based so if you don’t get the reports in, you don’t get paid, and the more you do, the more you earn.  Yesterday was my best day yet, at 10.5 hours and some 1400 lines of transcription.  If I had a week’s worth of days like that, we could live on my salary.  Right now, I”ve pretty much dropped the non-medical transcription (I was doing House and political transcriptions) and have taken a 2nd position with another company.  I am hoping to phase out the non-medical and do only medical.  And then see if we can pay the bills.  The night before Chris and family were due to arrive, Pike decided we HAD to put the desk we’d bought (I stumbled on a great buy of all kinds of office equipement; chairs, desks, printer, etc.) in the trailer.  We demolished the couch just enough to get it out of the trailer (and gifted it to a local the next day) and I now have a lovely office space.  It is SO NICE to have room to spread out and use.  Every day I sit down to work I appreciate the space more and more.

We’re still dragging our feet on the Merida house.  I really don’t want to start sinking money in there until I’m supporting ALL our bills over here.  And we’re thinking of putting the girls in a Waldorf school here and that just means more and more bills.  So there is that.  I’d really like to start living there rather than here, but the kids are loathe to leave their friends and, well, the house ain’t going nowhere.  Hasn’t for centuries, I’m sure it will wait us out.

I started this hours ago and if I don’t post soon I will get sick and tired of it already and just erase it, so here it goes, enjoy, and I’ll try to do better in the future.