with strength on my right ring finger, unconditional love on my left wrist.
When I got dressed for work today, I decided I would wear the turquoise ring my grandfather made for me and my grandmother's charm bracelet. I don't believe that either item has any magical powers, but I do believe that they remind me that my grandfather helped to teach me strength, my grandmother loved me always, and that I am a Mansfield woman, and Mansfield women do not snivel.
And so I not only had the presence to walk into work and go over with MegaBookMan exactly what I did wrong yesterday, but any time anyone asked, I got to tell the story of my loving grandmother and my wonderful mother, and how the latter gave me the former's charm bracelet. I fixed my errors, started a new project, and kicked some XML butt today.
Oh, and after a calm, rational phone call to the neuro's office, I have official approval to increase my Lexapro dosage to 20 mgs/day.
Read something once that said that on a list of stressors - starting a new job is right up there with losing a loved one, making a big purchase (car or house) and things like that....
ReplyDeleteits no wonder you are "off" (for want of a better term) as someone who has been thru that too many times - i know what you are going thru
just wish you had let me know - could have been extra goofy just to cheer you up (& to try and cheer me up too)
perhaps its time for a return adventure of the Fantalastical Four?
I knew your weird friends were trying to kill me. :P
ReplyDeleteGood for you! Who's to say the ring isn't magical after all?
ReplyDeleteI just sent you an email. Get your email off the site before you're deluged!
ReplyDeleteYay for small victories!
ReplyDeleteMagic is what we say it is. And I've touched those pieces. Magic, definitely.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are doing better, mon petit chou.
ReplyDelete*HUGS* beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI have no doubt you'll get through this.