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Run....

6/22/2012

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A great friend sent this to me yesterday.  It’s very appropriate for those of us
going through absolute p.m.s from hell…or whatever you may be dealing with.  I thought about it a lot during the day.  And last night, when I was
ompletely exhausted and maybe thinking of a beer or something that might help me sleep, I thought of this…and decided to make green juice today.  I’ve been eating/drinking better today, too, although that fucking pop is still controlling me.  It’s a vicious circle that I’ve got to stop once and for all. 
Anyhow, I hope it gives you as much to ponder as it did me:

Had a lousy morning? Things looking grim?
Not to worry. The
rest of your day need not be a disaster. It can in fact become one of your best,
providing you take these simple steps:
1. Remember that the past does not
equal the future.

There is no such thing as a "run of bad luck." The
reason people believe such nonsense is that the human brain creates patterns out
of random events and remembers the events that fit the pattern.
2. Refuse
to make self-fulfilling prophesies. 

If you believe the rest of your
day will be as challenging as what's already happened, then rest assured: You'll
end up doing something (or saying) something that will make sure that your
prediction comes true.
3. Get a sense of proportion.
Think about
the big picture: Unless something life-changing has happened (like the death of
a loved one), chances are that in two weeks, you'll have forgotten completely
about whatever it was that has your shorts in a twist today.
4. Change
your threshold for "good" and "bad."

Decide that a good day is any day
that you're above ground. Similarly, decide that a bad day is when somebody
steals your car and drives it into the ocean. Those types of definitions make it
easy to be happy–and difficult to be sad.
5. Improve your body
chemistry.

Your body and brain are in a feedback loop: A bad mood makes
you tired, which makes your mood worse, and so forth. Interrupt the pattern by
getting up and moving around.  Take a walk or eat something healthy.

6. Focus on what's going well.
The primary reason you're convinced
it's a bad day is that you're focusing on whatever went wrong. However, for
everything going badly, there are probably dozens of things going well. 
Make list, and post it where it's visible.
7. Expect something
wondrous.

Just as an attitude of doom and gloom makes you see more
problems, facing the future with a sense of wonder makes you alive to all sorts
of wonderful things that are going on, right now, everywhere around
you.


Essentially P.M.S. continues to rule my life, even today.  Why won’t this fucking thing just show up?  It’s unbelievable….  Yesterday a co-worker ran into me, and I swear my boob hurt for a full hour afterward. Today is more of the same…they hurt just sitting here.  At least the cramps aren’t near as bad.  Let’s just say I’ve “padded up” and am ready for this fucker to show any time. 
But I’m waiting with a smile on my face.   Hahaha.

Yesterday I hurt someone’s feelings.  Sometimes I think I’m being funny, without thinking, or I guess, in this case thinking, but not verbalizing why I answered the way I did.  Gawd…I hate that.  There’s nothing worse than hurting someone you love.  I really work hard on being a good friend to people, so when I shit the bed like that, it really bothers me.  So, I took my beating, and hopefully it’s behind us.  It’s just a reminder that I guess not everything has to be at the cost of a joke.  To make it all worse:  I was stupefied that those words could’ve hurt her.  That’s how much of an ass I am.  Oh well, I guess we all know that anyway.

I’m now counting the minutes, 37 to be exact until I’m off of work.  This has
been an exceptional shitty work week.  I’m glad to see it over.  Hopefully, I’ll be sitting in front of an ice cold beer in exactly 47 mins. I don’t have time for but a
couple, as Cal has a game later.  But I so value my time, when I get to go out w/ co-workers after work.  It’s all so normal.  So, circa 2005 & the C-Tech good
‘ol days when I worked with one of my very best friends, and was surrounded by awesome folks all around. This is a pretty good bunch here, too. All in all, even with this week, I can’t complain.

Anyway, I’ll leave you with one of my favorite songs these days, Run by Matt Nathanson and Jennifer Nettles.  Every time I hear this song, I immediately get turned on.  TMI?  Well, I guess I hope I don’t hear it this weekend, since I’m sure to be full on hemorrhaging, and even I’m not that pervy (or young) where I mix that w/ my hubby. Lol

Have a great weekend everyone.


Much Love,


Jen



[Verse 1 (Matt):]
I wanna watch you undress
I wanna watch
you glow
Let your hair down
All around, cover us both
You come in a
wave
We crash and we roll
You surround me, pull me, drown me, swallow me
whole

[Chorus (Both):]
You turn, turn, turn, turning me
on

Like a slow fire burn 

Know that it's wrong

Still I run, run, run, run right into
you

Yeah, I run, run, run, run right into you


[Verse 2 (Jennifer):]
You pull me in close

You buckle my knees

I shake and I shiver just to feel you
breathe

You trace my lines

(You trace your lines)

Stirring my soul

Shoot sparks at the heart of the world and I
watch it explode
 (I watch you, I watch you)

[Chorus
(Both):]

You turn, turn, turn, turning me on

Like a slow fire burn 

Know that it's wrong

Still I run, run, run, run right into
you

Yeah, I run, run, run, run right into you


[Hook:]
[Matt]
I’m amazing when you’re beside me
I am
so much more
[Jennifer]
And I feel your fingers
Pound like
thunder
I am so much more
[Matt]
So much more

[Chorus
(Both):]

Turn, turn, turn, turning me on

Like a slow fire burn 

Know that it's wrong

Still I run, run, run, run right into
you

Yeah, I run, run, run, run right into you


Turn, turn, turn, turning me on

Like a slow fire burn 

Know that it's wrong

Still I run, run, run, run right into
you

Yeah, I run, run, run, run right into you

Still I run, run, run, run right back to you
[Jennifer]
Turning me
on
[Matt]
Like a slow fire burn

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