Though I’ve been battling a bad sinus infection this week, I have to admit, my birthday week has been good. I’ve been to dinners, been treated to cupcakes and cake and a Cafe’ Express’ veggie burger and sweet potato fries. I’ve received wonderful cards and well wishes, some deliciously aromatic coffee and a Colts mug that lights up (people know me so well).
I also have to admit that Suckuary hasn’t been so bad this year. It’s not necessarily that time heals all wounds, but I’m sure the distance lessens the pain some measure, but I think this year Suckuary has lost some suckiness because I battled it before it started.
First I did a detox before Christmas. For you non-believers, ridding your body of toxins makes me feel markedly better, so much so that I will probably detox four times this year. I recommend the whole body cleanse. It’s natural and you will hardly notice any changes to your routine.
Second I tweaked my herbal cocktail.* It’s nothing special, but vitamins and herbs can do quite a bit to improve mood for those who struggle with keeping emotions steady in times of stress with very little, if any, side effects. Again, non-believers can say what they want, but man-made meds’ effectiveness only lasts so long for me, if they work at all. Plus, I am the the poster child for side effects and .03% exceptions to the rule. I can’t say I’ve tried everything, but I’ve tried enough to know that natural supplements are the way to go if at all possible. *As always, it’s always good to consult your doctor before tweaking anything that would be bad to tweak without consulting your doctor about said tweaking.
Those two things in combination with some time off between Christmas and New Year’s and an attitude adjustment has really helped Suckuary not suck so much. Friday will be especially difficult and I can’t pretend it won’t be, but it is my hope that it will suck much less. Then I’m in the home stretch.
Today was my Hitchhiker Birthday. 42 is the meaning of life, the universe, and everything, according to the book Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams. (I highly recommend the movie if you can’t bear the thought of reading a book). This notion popped into my head one night and was part of my attitude adjustment. I decided to embrace the number 42 this year and make it my best year yet, Suckuary be damned. I have a pretty good start to the year so far, a good springboard, and I need to keep my momentum moving forward.
Now all I need to do is remember not to panic and to always carry a towel.
Sassy Dreams Awake 