Filed under: Body
So it’s no secret that I haven’t been writing many blog posts lately (lately? more like the last year and a half!), and it truly pains me, because I WANT to write. I still write many many blog posts in my head every day, and I get SO MAD at myself when I realize that all these things I want to say and document are gone. Not so much that I’m depriving the world of my keen writing skills and wit…just that there will be nothing to go back and look at in a year or two or five.
Anyhow, there isn’t ONE reason why I haven’t been writing, but one of the reasons is that I just haven’t felt like it. I have these posts in my head, and I just can’t bring myself to turn on the computer, lift my hands to the keyboard and type. In the morning I have other things to do, in the evenings I’m just too tired. Seriously, once I get home (or the VIM’s), get little stuff done, and eat dinner, I’m done. Exhausted. Could go to bed (and sometimes do) at 7:30.
There have been times in the past year or two or three that I have wondered what happened to me. My brain is still whirring at top speed, it WANTS me to do stuff, and when I force myself to do it I enjoy it, but my body? It’s heart belongs to bed. It wants nothing more than 12 hours of sweet, sweet sleep. I assumed the tired (or “The Tired”, as I think of it… ) was part of getting older, although I sometimes suspected that it was something else – a physical manifestation of depression? a mild case of 3-year mono? Sleeping Sickness?
Well, on my followup doctor visit to discuss bloodwork, I discovered that there was indeed a problem – hypothyroidism. He asked if I had any of the other symptoms – intolerance to cold, constipation, trouble with weight, hair loss – and by God, I am the POSTER CHILD for hypothyroidism. I had all of those symptoms, but didn’t connect any of them, and attributed them all to getting older or stress.
I started taking Synthroid yesterday. Hopefully in a few weeks I’ll be the new and improved Elle – Hormone-ally Balanced since 2008.
I’m officially on vacation this week, but I have to go to work today for a can’t-be-missed 8 hour meeting. Even though I’ve been trying to keep regular sleeping hours, I still feel a little disoriented and not really ready to sit in on a can’t-be-missed 8 hour meeting. The first half of my (and the VIM’s) vacation started last Friday with a weekend roadtrip to North Carolina. We spent a couple days in Mooresville, not far from Charlotte. I guess the “big” event of that trip would be the NASCAR race. I’m not going to say a whole lot about NASCAR, other than the fact that I know nothing about it, had never watched more than 5 minutes of it before this weekend. I’m not a snob – I’m not above NASCAR or anything…it’s just out of my realm. I don’t understand it anymore than Pro Basketball. Or The Three Stooges. Anyhow, the race was a LOT of fun, and the VIM had borrowed a scanner and headphones from a friend who IS a race fan so we could listen to the drivers and their spotters and pit crew, so that was kind of cool. Since everyone has their favorite driver, we had to pick one as well. The VIM choose two drivers based on the fact that their sponsors were Jim Beam (or was it Jack Daniels?) and Crown Royal. I started cheering for the M&Ms guy, but ended up switching to Mark Martin after listening to him on the scanner. Nice voice. Polite. That’s enough for me.
As I said, although the race was really the”big” event, my favorite part of the weekend was a Saturday morning spent at the Cook Shack. The Cook Shack is a general store/grill in a small small town. The owners and their friends started a Saturday Morning routine years ago – a group of friends get together and play bluegrass and classic country/folk music. Most of the musicians have played professionally, and as a matter of fact, the day we were there, Tut Taylor, who is apparently one of the great dobro players of all time was there. Folks can go and eat breakfast or just sit in the extra chairs that are set up and stay as long as they like to listen. We stayed for about an hour and a half and I was mesmerized. The harmony was amazing. The playing was amazing. I can’t get over how the players and singers come and go (anyone can sit down and sing or play with them), and yet every song sounded like they’ve played it for years. It sounds silly as heck, but it gave me goosebumps. There are some things that just strike me right – that compliments my core. This was one of those experiences. Actually, the entire North Carolina trip was one of those experiences.
So here I am, about to start the Workday in the Middle of the Week. I’m ok with it, as it’s a necessary milestone to get to the second half of vacation, which promises a few naps, some website catching up, and probably a few more naps.
Rock on, bloggers. Rock on.
- Ello, are you periodic?
- oh leetle flower, don’t forget the ceaser salad, i long to see your beauty touching my romaine…
- do u still like me?
- i didn’t get a scone today….whaaaaaaa
- just passed skiggys
- dem bastards r crashing the net, elle, crashing the net…
- Hes ok but i prefer the awesome badness of gary roberts
- Yay that ur coming home not so yay on the gas
- Im eating my pea soup
- im so jealous of Jones
- U gots the poops?
