"Doubt, fear, and disbelief kill all miracles"

(as read in a book over someone's shoulder this morning on the #6)

Today has been...

utter shit.

There's simply no other way to put it. I didn't sleep much, I kept having nightmares, to the point that at about 4am, I turned on the light and tried to sleep the rest of the night like a little baby, complete with nightlight and blankie. Just tossed and turned though because then the rains and the winds came and slammed against the metal of my A/C & whistled & groaned through my thin, poorly installed windows so then THAT noise kept me up, despite all earplugs and stuffing of head under pillows. Then I'm late leaving for work because of the lack of sleep and I'm grumpy and feeling BLAH and I get outside and that same wind and rain soaked me to the bone and made me feel like a wet dog all day.

WOOF WOOF. I have nothing to say, this is going to be all complaints if I keep it up. Plus I'm sore, my ribs and my arms hurt because TA DA! Yes, there is one bright spot! I've started up the yoga thing again and this is the second Sunday in a row I've gone and hurrah for me. I'm very proud of myself because I've missed it, I really have. I knew I did, every week for the past year I said "this week I'm going" and it was so easy for me to find an excuse not to go...but I finally stopped being a dork about it and just did it. But the problem is, I leave there all smiley and at peace then then it all unravels just 12 hours later.

Must work on that ... must find a way to keep the yoga calm in my pocket, even if just as a small secret only I know.

Well I did update Bloggie today, didn't I? I wanted something prettier, more elegant. I like it. I do believe it was the only thing I did all day that's worth noting though and THAT I find reprehensible. Surely there's more to a day then scooting through blogger layouts...

Other than that, I've got nothing, NOTHING to report. That's why I've written not a thing for 2010, I was gone, then I was sick and I just feel like now I'm settling into a groove, things are fitting where they ought to be, I'm getting a schedule, a routine, new habits trying to be formed - etc. I'm trying anyway.

I'm hoping tomorrow is better for me. Less wet, less windy, less of me cursing inwardly, less of me yawning and bemoaning having to sit upright. I'm hoping for all good things.

So go on, Universe ... surprise me.

I dare you.

Happy Merry 2010 to You

First things first:

Why so cold, New York City...why so cold?

BRRRRRR!

But I semi-like it...you know me.

Second things second; lets start off this year's posting with some quotes that have caught me:

Alice laughed: "There's no use trying," she said; "one can't believe impossible things." "I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."
~ Alice in Wonderland

Listen to the MUSTN'TS, child,
Listen to the DON'TS,
Listen to the SHOULDN'TS,
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON'TS,
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child
ANYTHING can be.
~ Shel Silverstein

"I go to seek a vast perhaps."
~ Francois Rabelais

Third things last: this is all I have time or energy to do but I didn't want to be neglectful of Dearest Bloggie. I got back in town in the wee hours of Monday, barely slept and it's been all about work and getting proper sleep since then. So it does not amaze me that I woke up this morning feeling dreadful and cold-like since my whole family was ill all vacation, wasn't I bound and determined to catch something of some kind.

Damn IT ALL. Oh well - at least it's Friday, I can sleep and rest and hibernate all I want this weekend which promises to be even colder than it's been this week so maybe it's time for ginger tea, blankies, bundling, and moving as little as possible, all in the hopes of garnering enough strength to face the New Year and all of its "vast perhaps" next week in the proper fashion.