Achy Head Sunday

Some mornings you wake up and your head just aches.  It just plain hurts from a gentle yet constant throbbing emanating from deep inside your skull.  Not enough to bring you down, but just enough to annoy, to make you blink at the light and wish for a magical cure.  My dear skull has decided to treat me to such a delight today.  It isn’t a migraine or a sinus headache, yet drugs and caffeine have failed to reach it.

There is but one solution.. a nap.

But, before I go snuggle under the covers for an hour or so, let me share a brief thought about illness like my headache. They are messages to us to stop. Stop running, rest and take care of ourselves; too often we run ourselves down even when we are “relaxing”.

Our bodies weren’t created for the non-stop lifestyle that so many folks have adopted.(Myself included despite my attempts to quit)  We have lost the ability to just be. To exist without having something to do or entertain us. So our bodies make such time for us.

Maybe if we spend a little less time trying to do and just were, we won’t suffer so much from annoying aches.  We might actually find their cause and take steps to prevent them.

Just a thought…

Can I Have the Lemons, Now?

Fresh Lemons and Lemonade
Fresh Lemons and Lemonade

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Simply enough, but recently life has been giving me anything as nice a lemons.  My sunny disposition has been rained on constantly on by never ending to-do list, bills and unexpected expenses.  The new job that I hoped would relieve some of the financial stress hasn’t started, yet.   So if life would literally give me some lemons that would be lovely. I would happily make lemonade to sell. 

Yesterday as I was coming home from a meeting when I ran a red light.  My mind was so distracted that I didn’t see it. Cars’ blared their horns and drivers cursed with wild gestures as I pulled through the intersection.  I can’t even remember what took my mind off my road.  It was as if my brain had suddenly been replaced by a lump of three day old guacamole.  Everything just seemed to come crashing down the lump, making it a very sad lump.

Nap time didn’t help. The lump was focused on the negative. 

The grand plan I have to celebrate my birthday was close to be chucked out the window.  My sister-friend Zee-Mama called to remind me about dinner and it was all I could do not to cry on the phone. I am not sure why I wanted to cry I think the lump was trying to take control of the rest of my body.  I wanted to stay home and just be.. when I stopped to consider what I was going to be for the rest of the night, I hopped back in the car.

A stimulation of Zee’s pool

Zee wouldn’t let me cancel. I am to report to her house Saturday at 5 p.m. with book and hang out at the pool.   It won’t fix any of the problems plaguing me, but it is a natural repellant for the lump inside my head. 

Maybe she will have some lemonade for me to sip on?

Nap time is happy time…

I am headed to bed.  Not for the night, but for a little while.  Naptime is scared, happy time. A time to let my body and mind rest.  A time to recharge my batteries.

There are some who have been concerned about my “excessive” napping, but I am a healthy productive person.

So what is the problem? I am not really bothering anyone.  I am just curling up with my book and a puppy dog for a hour or so.

Maybe it is because many people have forgotten how to nap, how to just let themselves rest and enjoy doing nothing.  They always have to be moving about and doing something. I wonder how much they actually get done. Maybe they are jealous that they no long know the sweet joy of napping.

Naptime, sweet, naptime, you are a blessing to me…

Sweet Dreams… friends…