Pushing Through

I'm pushing through you guys.

It's happening. I just finished applying for this thing. So far I have blown off my Italian homework that is due tomorrow.

Instead of doing yet another insane amount of Italian homework tonight I pushed through some of this negative emotion.

I woke up this morning still riled up. I had too much coffee on top of the extra bad juju. This only meant that for 3.5 hours of Italian I squirmed in my seat, head jumping from topic to topic, in and out of Italian.

I sat in the sun for my 30 min lunch break and ate an apple. There is something cathartic about eating an apple. There's a CRUNCH that always feels good. Not like eating a banana or grapes or an orange. Apples fight back. You've accomplished something by finishing an apple.

I got to work and discussed the different merits of diaper cakes. Yes. That's a thing. Google it. It's not as gross as it sounds. Then I really got working. Woof.

2.5 hours later and I was out the door to a hair appointment. The glories of a haircut have been often chronicled in this blog. I love getting haircuts. Someone shampooing your hair, massaging your head and then clipping away all the excesses of your life.

I could feel my troubles being snipped and my worries being scattered on the floor.

$30 later and I felt fabulous. A new woman. I walked home, the dozen or so blocks, with a spring in my step. A short man with a sombrero even puckered his lips at me--which made me laugh out loud. I will never understand some people.

I got home and took a lot of very vain pictures of myself. Peacocking if you will.

It wasn't a great day, I'll be honest. But it ended better than it began and that's all I can ask for.

I am pushing through this. Tomorrow I will get up. 3.5 hours of Italian. 2.5 hours of work. Canoeing with the roommates. Surprise adventure with my friend.

Things are looking up. I'm looking ahead. I'm keeping busy. I'm doing what I want to do, when I want to do it. I've been eating better. I've been exercising more. It's going to be okay. I'm going to be okay.