Man plans, God laughs. This really has been my motto for a while now, and I just have to remember it.
* I committed to participate in NaBloPoMo - writing a new post every single day for the entire month. I was actually pretty excited about this idea, both to give me a good incentive to push myself with my writing and because potentially it was a good way to increase my blog's audience from the
And then God laughed, and my computer got some horrible virus that even the Tech Guys at Staples called a "Bad Virus." To remove the virus and install better virus protection will come to almost the same amount I paid for the laptop a number of years ago, so it really didn't seem financially responsible. I am, however, paying around $70 for them to hopefully save my files and pictures that I saved on the computer. Bottom line, I was without a computer for just about two full days. Oh well, I'll try NaBloPoMo again next month.
* I have been recovering from this stupid pneumonia for a while now - almost four weeks. I have been doing everything I am supposed to do: took every single one of my antibiotics (even the long blue one that always began disolving on my tongue causing me to gag no matter how I tried to swallow it), rested for the length of time the doctors said I should and then some, stayed out of work for the length of time the doctors said I should. I was given permission to ease back into the gym starting this past Monday, as long as I reduced the intensity level and time of my workouts.
And then God laughed. I tried a Yoga class on Wednesday figuring this would be a good thing - deep breathing, slow movements. Yeah, right. Right from the start I discovered I needed to modify almost every movement to make it easier for me. Okay, I could do that. But after about fifteen minutes, my chest started hurting. Not because of my heart (though I did picture having to call 911 to be driven to the ER so they could hook me up to all those machines and make sure I wasn't having a heart attack) but because of my lungs. I stopped, put my shoes back, and left.
* I went grocery shopping yesterday, after taking a lot of time the night before to match up all my coupons to what was on sale, my mini-attempt at extreme couponing.
And then God laughed and made sure I realized by the huge wave of fatigue that hit me while in the checkout line that I was not ready to do grocery shopping yet.
I think I need to stop making my plans public because I have so much I need to do. I'm going to attempt to do it all (paperwork, paperwork, paperwork, and replan for a birthday party I'm performing at tomorrow since I had saved the hours of planning I already had completed on my old computer) while sitting on my couch today in order to rest my lungs some more.
If the couch breaks, then I know God just has a sick sense of humor.