Let them eat....quiche

Its been awhile again.... why?? well... many reasons....mostly my life seems pretty routine right now and I feel stagnant. The most exciting thing in my life is the creation of a delicious Quiche for dinner tonight. Its been forever since I made a quiche. The man has been doing most of the cooking since the first of the year. We have fallen into new rolls. I am the worker, who is putting in overtime, coming home late, leaving early, classes to teach and take and I bring home the pay check... he has become the care taker... an odd role for him...cooking, yard work, daily chores. So like a good "switcher" I try to cook on weekends when I am off. But often loose out to the lets just eat leftovers.... and really the quiche is just a conglomeration of left overs ....not yet cooked. Bacon, cheese, eggs... but I did stick true to my cooking side and made my own crust. Spring has sprung here and I tried desperately to muster the strength to begin finishing the outdoor stuff. But when I say my life is on repeat I really mean it.... I am back to round two or is it three of the virus du jour... this one from my little patient in room 15 with the worst whatever it was.... when he returned from the OR groggy and sputtering on the airway, I went in ...once again unmasked despite the isolation cart outside his room, only to have him cough fully right in my face. GREAT.... and here I am five days later living ( barely) through Tylenol cough and cold day and night version, sleeping in the guest room and wiping everything I come in contact with so my man doesn't suffer with it. ...So life is OK.... work, sleep, walking on the treadmill.... an occasional weekend off....

The good news is I am really trying to get on with projects. I take my Asthma Educator Test Thursday.... and I will complete the protocols this week. feeling like I should stay in seclusion gives me time to work on such things.

I tried to change other stuff... I told my hairdresser.... do something different.... she didn't.... maybe its time to change hairdressers.... but after 12 years it feels like a break up !

And I am planning to purge my closets.... gulp..... we'll see how that goes.

I'm still working on the book, too... I get it, now I just need the tools, the inner strength to really change...to not let the Ego guide me.... its harder than it sounds. Interesting though, is the fact that I have always believed that the weight I carry truly does have emotions attached to it. But I could never figure it out. I was never abused, my family was normally dysfunctional.... I mean we had two parents that seemed mostly happy with each other, three brothers who while all different and had their differences, love each other and love me. extended family was a bit more dysfunctional..... but we were mostly protected from that. My parents always supported me, never made me feel less than a great person, capable of anything. I failed at some things, but succeeded at many.... so where is the emotion that I carry. The book has given me some insight.... but I am not convinced.... I'll keep reading and keep searching.

For now..... time to eat Quiche....Ciao