Damn if I'm not off my game.
Reasons I should be feeling GREAT:
1. there are only two days between me and April
2. Noel came up and spent the weekend here with me and oh my, what a gift-- seriously, you know how people say "your presence is a gift?" It was truly like that. Her presence is a gift and we walked, talked, ATE, got fresh (hot) maple syrup right here at the farm,
went antiquing, shopped at Wholly Tara, made a fire, played in the studio-- in short, 'twas much with the loveliness.
3. Full on sunshine and blue skies.
4. Friends, family and life in general.
Reasons I seem to be slagging, dragging, and all around lagging:
2. my body hates me
3. not drinking enough water
4. sleeping with dogs is a nice idea but they don't really allow for a full night's sleep (they totally hog the bed and I end up with like 4 inches of bed with my body hanging off, foot grazing the floor, thinking, what the hell? and there's Henry stretched out like the 8th king of England, the bastard)
5. fucking SNOW
Last week, inspired by all the bloggers I was reading doing different variations on a "cleanse"-- I thought-- YES! That is what this body needs-- clear out the toxins and the sludge (and let's be honest, the three months of butter, ice cream, pasta and bread otherwise known as the Diet of Winter 2011) so being the rather cautious soul that I am-- I went to the health food store and got some capsules that were going to be integrated into my regular life because I am so not about drinking lemonade for three days or cabbage soup for a week-- I am just not ever drawn to extremes-- but some gentle shifting? Why yes, sounds perfect.
Except, it was not. I won't drag you through the discomfort-- but the realization I had last night was -- oh DAMN, that's right-- I was supposed to be drinking lots of WATER, fuck, I forgot that part-- and so I stopped the "cleanse" and now here I am as cranky and unshifted as I was before it-- or maybe, worse. Hard to say.
And you know what else sucks? I can't find any health practitioners around here-- it's not enough that I have to drive 35 minutes (one way) to get groceries -- try finding a doctor or acupuncturist or god forbid, an ayurvedic specialist anywhere within 2 hours of me-- ha.
Did I mention splenetic? Oh good-- would hate to think I hadn't prepared you for my version of the tasmanian devil today.
On the plus side-- well sort of plus side-- I'm about to reveal to you a wee bit of stalking I have indulged in of late-- I ordered up some faboo lotions and potions, powders and magic goodies.
Cruising around the internet-- I landed at this site (very inspiring to me) and she recommended her friend's goodies-- and hello, how on earth would I ever resist a bath additive called CLEAN SLATE? They arrived last week and hella bella-- Soooooooo good!!! Oh man, so good. My favorite is the dragon's scrub-- which isn't in the picture cause I used it first and it was heavenly! My skin felt amazing.
And then, second part of the too stalkerish behavior? I also read that she had a ritual of watching Bell, Book and Candle (the movie based on the play that inspired the tv series Bewitched) and I had never seen it before-- and so I netflixed it and watched it last night and YUM. (If you are into MadMen only for the decor-- definitely rent this-- the second half wasn't as good as the first-- but TOTAL treat. Nurtured my witch-y soul in a big way).
And so--it is Tuesday. I have a stack of work that stretches from my wrist to my elbow--- I have exactly ZERO desire to do any of it. I think the only good thing I can say about myself this morning is thank god I don't work in an office because I would be THAT awful woman in the cubicle next to yours, bitching and moaning and you'd be all "omg, I am gonna have to kill her-- she is driving me crazy."
So, my gift to the world today? I'm staying home and my end of winter lament/kvetch/dump is contained to a tiny blog-- no bigger than a fleck of plankton in the great internet sea.