I finally feel caught up with life. My grade book is updated, my plans and lesson are set for next week, (testing on a class novel and it’s the week leading into Winter break, ’nuff said), my house is somewhat clean, and I have most of my Christmas shopping done.
Yesterday morning I got up, did a little cleaning, played with Ace, and then was laying on the couch around noon. Tony was pretty pumped to watch some college football & I had every intention of laying on the couch, maybe reading a book, and taking a nap. We had celebrated a birthday the night previous and had another birthday celebration planned for the evening, and we both mentioned how nice it was that we had both days over the weekend to relax.
Wellllll, I WISH I could just lay around do the things I had wanted to do with my Saturday afternoon. However, my high levels of anxiety prevent any such thing. I have been told in the past to consider taking something for my anxieties, but why? I feel like everybody has them, obviously they act on different levels, and one can learn to cope. That is just what I have learned to do; cope. Mostly, I just keep busy.
My diagnosis rocked my system. I had stresses and anxiety before I was diagnosed with cancer, but when I was told those words, something changed. My wires were crossed and were put back together in a different way. I don’t know if I’ll ever function as I did, but like I said, I’ve learned to cope.
As I’ve learned to cope, I KNOW I drive Tony nuts. I always want a project to do or talk about all the things I want to do to our home, or whatever else that comes to mind! Poor guy! Seriously.. I am sure he tunes me out half the time, because I know I talk a lot of gibberish. Which brings me to the project I started yesterday …..
I had bought a gallon of paint this summer, in hopes to start painting our entry way. The builder paint color, (as mentioned in these other posts), is not a color I wanted in my house. It doesn’t wipe clean, it instead wipes away, and doesn’t have much character. It’s hard to match to color schemes – it has an ugly pink undertones – so we needed a change. It is a BIG project, I also want this color to go into our living room and kitchen – but I figured if I took it one wall at a time, it would be much more manageable.
I plugged in my music – “Wobble” Pandora – and got to it. I actually find painting pretty enjoyable, especially if the right tunes are playing. I got a couple eye rolls from Tony in the next room watching football, apparently I was singing randomly out loud. Oops. 
I completed two entry walls in about three hours. I cleaned up my mess, went downstairs, and ran three miles on the treadmill.
I think it’s safe to say, it was a productive Saturday! 🙂
Cheers!