Pandria

Using this blog as a journal of my life also means blogging about the mundane, the boring, and the not-so-fun everyday goings on as well as the fun, cutesy stuff. So, here’s a brief recap of my already stressful week (and it’s only Wednesday, gulp!)

Annabelle had her spaying surgery yesterday. The poor baby has a two inch hole in her belly sewn together with stitches. She’s on bed rest for the next two weeks, which for a very wild little girl, is very very tough. She keeps wanting to play with her big brother, Jack, and she just can’t. We’re waiting on her hand and foot (as if we don’t already) so that she can have a healthy and quick recovery.

The progress is slow with the whole “carmax” thing. We’ve gotten to the second lawyer and have an appointment on Monday. So far, it’s been mostly phone calls but it’s still been emotionally and mentally draining on me.

And, I’ve finally started finishing (can you start to finish something??) up my yearly exams at all of the various doctors and dentists. It’s a small weight off my shoulders finally getting prescriptions refilled and such. Next is my eye exam. I’ve been dreading this partly because my insurance doesn’t cover vision, but mostly because I’m afraid. I know my eyes rapidly declined and I know they are getting worse and it scares me to think of what is happening to my body beyond my control. I’m going to opt for contact lenses this time around but I’m still apprehension about the whole ordeal. Strangely enough, I’d much rather sit through 7 fillings (which I have) or a visit to the Gyno (which I also have) than sit in that weird head lock and have air blown into my eyes.

Lastly, I finally got a Virginia Driver’s License. It took so much more drama than it should have due to the car not passing inspection and missing the proper documents but it finally came in the mail! A little good news is still good news.

I don’t know why I’m so mentally drained this week, especially after missing a whole week due to weather. I feel like I could sleep for days uninterrupted and still wake up tired.

So off to la-la land I go, good night ya’ll.

Brandi

Soleil Moon Frye’s question of the day on Twitter is this: What do you think you excel most at in life?

I found myself pondering this question and to my surprise, I could not reach an answer. How do I know what I’m best at?  And, isn’t it kind of egotistical to assume you’re good enough at something to “excel” at it? I make a pretty mean pancake, doesn’t mean I can cook worth a hoot. I like to glue paper and stick stickers on things, doesn’t mean I can call myself a scrap booker.

And, is it better to be very very good at only one thing in life or to be kind of good in a lot of things? I suppose the better question to ask is, “are you happy with what you’re doing?” Does the thing you’re good at satisfy you or is it just something you’re good at? What if you haven’t found that thing that you excel at? What if you find out that you excel at it but don’t like it very much? What if it’s something you do love to do and you excel at it but it doesn’t pay the bills? Then what, do you give it up to survive or do you survive on knowing only that you’ve found it? Isn’t the point of life to search for that thing? If you’ve found it at a young age, are you lucky for having found it early or are you unlucky for having an entire wasted life ahead of you? Sounds rather like a glass and whether or not it’s half full or half empty. Do you fill the glass or do you pour it out?