2,000 new Beauty Advisors are being processed today (I’m number 2,086 when last I saw the number.) I should be processed in the next few weeks, and rumor has it my kit will ship today or tomorrow.
Having stalked my bank account all morning, watched a movie, and partook in some quality time with the kitties, I decided I should leave the house and find something worthwhile to do. Like get a cup of tea, put gas in the car, pay a couple bills, write a blog post…When I got outside, something caught my eye. My mailbox was exploding with Happy Mail.
What is Happy Mail? Mail that makes you happy, of course! Today’s mail brought me a skirt I bought from a direct sales gal I know (it’s blue, and it’s fabulous,) new business cards, nail wraps, and a lovely gift from a fabulous friend. I couldn’t wait, I had to open it all IN MY CAR! I found the overflowing mailbox when I was leaving the house, so that kinda made sense.
All these envelopes of happiness made me smile really big, and it really did brighten my day. You could say, it made me happy!
Who doesn’t like new, shiny things that make them happy?
When last we met, I was recovering from a fall from a ladder. A few…developments, yes, we shall call them developments, have taken place since them…
- I joined a Direct Sales company. If anyone had told me a year ago I would be in Direct Sales, I would have laughed at them. What can I say? Everything clicked.
- I turned 50, with zero fanfare. In fact, I had the flu and was pretty darn miserable. Every plan I had was cancelled due to the ankle and head situation. Then I got sick. I will celebrate next year!
- I discovered I was mis-diagnosed, and had a pretty significant concussion. Significant. Concussion. My doc was pretty horrified.
- My mother died. It’s ok. She’s in a much better place and is happy and at peace for the first time in years.
- I was forced to slow down and reassess my entire life – how I live, what I do, my daily activities, what is important, what is not – there has been a big shift.
Let’s start with the head injury. It’s been four months and twenty days. I still have a lump and swelling on my head. I can no longer multi-task. I am unable to lift anything more than about seven pounds without “feeling it”. I forget my words from time time to time. I tired easily. Headaches are more frequent. I become extremely anxious when I see anyone on a ladder. I am now terrified of ladders. Stressful situation trigger issues. I have been forced to slow down, as I can not manage well with a lot of physical or mental exertion. I mean WAY down. Life is different. It has shifted.
I am beginning to see small improvements. They can not happen fast enough for me. I’m told it could be a year before I’m “normal” again. Normal. What is that? Do I really want to be who I was before the ladder incident? Hmmmm. I kind of like new me.
I named my concussion Herman. I visualize him as one of those green gremlins that got wet and was fed after midnight. Herman and I are co-existing. Some days he takes the lead, some days I take the lead. Some days he’s quite obnoxious. I work hard to not aggravate Herman.
The ankle is healed and unsteady. It gets sore easily. I’ve not walked since I fell because I’ve not been up to the exertion. I plan to start soon, as I need to do one more thing to move forward.
My mother died after many years of ups and downs with her physical and mental health. I was unable to fly, and could not go out when it all came down. While I would have liked to be there to support my brother, Herman saw to it that I kept my feet on the ground. She is now at peace.
Life is different. Everything has changed. I have modified so many things in my life and how I live it, I look back in amazement. I have a good attitude. I do NOT let it get me down. I get frustrated with it sometimes, but I will win in the end. Slow and steady wins the race.
That’s the recap of the last few months. Taking life one safe step at a time. Managing Herman. Embracing the new shifts. Living each day with intention rather than just living. Life is a gift.
Cats will find their own way down. Do not climb a ladder to save one.
If you are moving too fast, you will fall down stairs and off of ladders. Slow down. Look around. Smell the roses.
Some people want to live and fight hard to do so. Some don’t. You can not force someone to live who no longer wants to.
Direct Sales is actually a pretty good gig. Don’t believe everything you hear.
Meditation helps calm me and prepare me for what the day has in store.
Not everyone gets a second chance like I did. I am eternally grateful and don’t want to waste a minute.