So I am the kind of person who believes that you just need to keep moving and doing - keep on keeping on so to speak... That is just who I am. I am not trying to win some contest here. It's just something I can't go changing about myself after 39 years. It is how I cope. I don't judge others for the ways in which they cope, and hopefully no one judges me for the ways in which I cope. Luckily the people who really know me know that just because I keep going doesn't mean that things don't get to me. Luckily the people that really know me don't tell me how to feel or how to cope or when to sit or what to do. Because I am also not a big fan of people telling me how I should or shouldn't feel, act, or behave. Anyway, that all being said, this past month has been, for lack of any better description, a lot. I am not complaining, nor am I asking for anyone to feel sorry for me (insert here, how I am not a big fan of that either) - I am just saying - it was a lot. Uncle. I surrender. I am tired. I am worn out. I am sad. I have had enough. Today I needed to come up to NJ to meet with my brother to take care of some things. When we were done, I headed down to the beach house - My Wonderful Husband and the kids were coming later and I found myself with the luxury of several hours all to myself. What to do? I decided that first and foremost, some sushi was in order. So I picked some up and ate it in.front.of.the.tv. Then the only sensible thing to do was go get a manicure and pedicure. So, I did. To my lovely daughter's credit, when she got to the house and saw that I got a mani and pedi without her - she noticed of course...but said - "They look pretty Mommy. That's a great color!"
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