Hello everyone. I apologize for the break in blogging, but thought I'd give you a little snapshot of what's (unfortunately) been going on that has attributed to the delays.
1) Car accident = lots of paperwork, a few doctor visits, and trying to get my car fixed.
2) My computer broke. I got my old, slower computer to turn on but it's not much help in the blogging department. I'm currently in the process of getting mine fixed.
3) On top of that my DVD player broke which doesn't affect blogging per se, just adds to the frustration level.
4) Then today, I lost my cell phone. Figuring out where it is/how to replace it also takes a little time. (I've searched all over. I distinctly remember having it in my car before a meeting, but it was nowhere to be found once I got there. Ghosts?)
5) I also locked myself out of my house. Icing on top of the cake.
In other words, it's been a hard couple of weeks, especially these past few days when things just haven't gone my way, no matter how much I've tried to plan things out.
On the positive side, I do have a full-time job where I'm finally starting to earn enough money to pay for a few of life's unexpected glitches. Well, that is if one would happen at a time instead of all of them in a row. I'm sure I'll have everything figured out soon, it's just taking me a little while to troubleshoot!
I'd appreciate any happy thoughts you have to send my way!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
An update.
I've been behind in blogging this week and I'm finally ready to share why. I was in a car accident last Sunday. Before I continue, know that everyone involved walked away from the accident and both our vehicles were still functioning, just a lot worse for wear. We were all very lucky.
It's hard for me to put exactly how things happened in print, but the fact of the matter is, it really shook me up. I had never been in an accident like this before, and hopefully won't have to experience anything like it again. I think the most interesting part is how I handled it at the time. I was very calm, called 911 after my car finally came to a halt (literally propped up onto a snowbank), and then rifled in my glove compartment for my registration and proof of insurance.
The other driver and I made sure each other was okay. Once the policeman got to the scene, I handed him my drivers license and insurance like he asked for, and started filling out the information he handed us. I had one, maybe two moments where a tear tried to slip out. At this, I took big deep breaths and kept saying "stay calm, stay calm."
I never realized that this is how I react to incredibly stressful situations until a few months ago when my friend Ashley mentioned it. I'm a pretty vibrant, sometimes over-dramatic person day-to-day, so when she said that I don't freak out in crazy situations until they are completely solved, I absolutely did not believe her. Well, she was 100% correct! It took me about 3 hours to come down from the adrenaline, but once I did I was a balling baby who could hardly communicate what happened to anyone else. I had planned on doing many things Sunday night but instead I curled up in bed with my cozy comforter. I went to work Monday morning and they immediately could tell something was wrong and ended up sending me home for the rest of the day.
I went back on Tuesday morning and my coworker said that I had looked like a zombie the day before. She felt like the life had just been sucked out of me and the fact that I didn't smile once was very telling.
I'm getting better, slowly but surely. I've experienced a lot of back and neck pain due to whiplash and the two impacts I was a part of (car to car and then my car to a large, icy snowbank.) I went in for three treatments this week and will be back in for a few more in the coming weeks.
I need to thank my friend Katie and my roommate Joe for being at the scene (and for checking up on me multiple times throughout the day/week!) To everyone else who found out and made sure I was doing okay, I truly, from the bottom of my heart, appreciate it. And for those of you who are just hearing this for the first time, it's honestly because I haven't wanted to repeat what happened more than was necessary for the insurance people. It's still too fresh in my mind and when I talked about it a lot on Sunday and Monday I wasn't able to sleep. It's not because I don't value your friendship/input, it's simply because it's an emotional event that I don't like reliving through storytelling.
It's hard for me to put exactly how things happened in print, but the fact of the matter is, it really shook me up. I had never been in an accident like this before, and hopefully won't have to experience anything like it again. I think the most interesting part is how I handled it at the time. I was very calm, called 911 after my car finally came to a halt (literally propped up onto a snowbank), and then rifled in my glove compartment for my registration and proof of insurance.
The other driver and I made sure each other was okay. Once the policeman got to the scene, I handed him my drivers license and insurance like he asked for, and started filling out the information he handed us. I had one, maybe two moments where a tear tried to slip out. At this, I took big deep breaths and kept saying "stay calm, stay calm."
I never realized that this is how I react to incredibly stressful situations until a few months ago when my friend Ashley mentioned it. I'm a pretty vibrant, sometimes over-dramatic person day-to-day, so when she said that I don't freak out in crazy situations until they are completely solved, I absolutely did not believe her. Well, she was 100% correct! It took me about 3 hours to come down from the adrenaline, but once I did I was a balling baby who could hardly communicate what happened to anyone else. I had planned on doing many things Sunday night but instead I curled up in bed with my cozy comforter. I went to work Monday morning and they immediately could tell something was wrong and ended up sending me home for the rest of the day.
I went back on Tuesday morning and my coworker said that I had looked like a zombie the day before. She felt like the life had just been sucked out of me and the fact that I didn't smile once was very telling.
I'm getting better, slowly but surely. I've experienced a lot of back and neck pain due to whiplash and the two impacts I was a part of (car to car and then my car to a large, icy snowbank.) I went in for three treatments this week and will be back in for a few more in the coming weeks.
I need to thank my friend Katie and my roommate Joe for being at the scene (and for checking up on me multiple times throughout the day/week!) To everyone else who found out and made sure I was doing okay, I truly, from the bottom of my heart, appreciate it. And for those of you who are just hearing this for the first time, it's honestly because I haven't wanted to repeat what happened more than was necessary for the insurance people. It's still too fresh in my mind and when I talked about it a lot on Sunday and Monday I wasn't able to sleep. It's not because I don't value your friendship/input, it's simply because it's an emotional event that I don't like reliving through storytelling.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
March.
March means: madness. more sun. recruiting for the summer camps I'm helping plan. lots of student interaction. recovering. encouraging. remembering. laughing. snow melting. crafting. getting my bedroom in order. wearing heels. helping good friends with big projects.
Happy first day!
*kudos go to my friend Nick who introduced me to this song.*
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