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So Today...

So today we went out in to the blustery snow to our first Christmas Party of the season in Stark for my Mom's side of the family gathering. I R-E-A-L-L-Y did not want to go out today. I NEEDED to get out, but I did not want to go out in this weather! When I first woke up I was in such a great mood. When the snow falls so softly and beautifully like it was, it usally does that to me! I don't know why! I think I just grew up with so many great memories of building snow forts and shoveling, skiing, winter walks, football in knee deep snow...whatever the reason, it makes me happy.

And then I thought, but I don't want to go out in it today with the kids! To make a long story short. We went. I was crabby. And then I snapped out of it. There.

I still feel unsettled about something, I'm not sure what. To snap myself out of it earlier today, ok, (don't tell anyone), but I went on to youtube and watched some hip hop videos of songs I haven't listened to in a while since I have been on such a christian music kick. I watched Gold digger by Kanye West, Justin Timerlake's Sexy Back, Justin Timberlake/Nelly Furtado/Timbaland's Give it to me, and then, to clear my head I watched Barlow Girl's I'm Never Alone and Rascall Flatt's Broken Road.
Oh, and I danced to the first three with the office door shut. Don't worry, the 3 kids were sleeping and Tom was off plowing, so I was safe. Oh yeah, don't tell anyone!

I feel though that since I've been on my kick again about only thinking positively, that I have a harder time following through. The first few days of it always go well, and then, I hit a rut. I feel like I have to give myself more "timeouts" and time to refocus than usual. But, you gotta do what you gotta do, and if that means locking myself in the office to listen to some good beats, well.....

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Ehlan said…
Hee hee...your secret is safe with me! :) Good for you for thinking positive!

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