appliance repair, hoarding, trying to be healthy

7:30am- Appliance works calls. They have the part needed for my washing machine. Yesterday they came out and fixed the dryer. This time it was the igniter, but he didn't have the hose needed for the washing machine. Yes, both machines needed a little TLC. He didn't have a record of coming out previously, but by some miracle, I found the receipt as he was standing there in my kitchen. They were here mid-January. I guess I'm more organized than I realize. He agreed to take half off the service charge. I thought this was doable since it had been over 3 months and he did work on both machines.

It was painful to write that check, but at least it didn't go on a credit card. (I'm really trying Dave, I really am!) I treated myself to a Diet Dr. Pepper after the appliance guy left.

DS10 freaked out. "Dad's going to be mad at you for drinking his Diet Dr. Pepper!" I took the opportunity to explain to him that Wisconsin is a martial property state. Half of what is dad's is mine! LOL!

Family members, recently having visited at Easter, know of DH's Diet Dr. Pepper tower in our kitchen. He buys several cases every time it goes on sale, thinking he will run out before it goes on sale again. It goes on sale every two or three weeks though, so he usually doesn't end up drinking it all. I can't complain. I'm just happy DH doesn't drink anything harder!

I'm purging my closet, trying to be merciless. If I haven't worn it, out it goes. If I wear it, but it doesn't look good on me, out it goes. If it has a stain, out it goes. If its faded or lost it's shape, out it goes. I found myself often thinking I had nothing to wear and despite the overflowing mass in my closet, it was true. I had hoarded tons of junk clothing, but had nothing decent to wear. It makes more sense to have fewer pieces that fit well, and look flattering, rather than a closet full of clothing that doesn't work. I deserve to feel good about myself. I'm not a house elf!

New walking shoes need to be a part of my new wardrobe as well. I've been trying to walk more frequently, and I think my shoes have decided to give out on me. My feet are hurting and if my feet hurt, I won't walk. If I don't walk, I won't get any exercise. I owe it to myself to stop being such a penny pincher when it comes to my health.

I'm dealing with the fear of not being healthy enough to be here for my family. I'm trying to take steps every day to living more healthy, but I'm still stressing out. I discovered the lymph nodes on one side of my neck are swollen, but I don't have any other symptoms. Last week, I thought I may be getting a UTI or that my kidney stones were on the move, but that went away.

Trying to eat healthy, exercise, stay away from poor choices, its all such a delicate balance. Emergen-C may have gotten me through the cold and flu season, but have I ticked off my kidney stones? Deep down I have an irrational fear of getting cancer and not finding out until its too late. I know this stems from my cousin's death.

I need to stop worrying and focus on the positive. Recently I made a new friend who has 4th stage cancer. She's an inspiration, battling cancer while homeschooling her children, but it also reminds me not to take anything for granted. She sought out alternative therapies to battling her cancer and so far, it seem to have paid off for her. Could I be so strong?  

I had this dream I'm still trying to figure out. A tsunami hit, and I was diving into the water, trying to rescue people and animals. In my hand I already had rescued a cat. I thought, if I tried to rescue the bird, the cat would only eat it. The bird looked drowned already as well, but I reached down, plucked the bird from the water and began rescue breaths. (I know this in itself is crazy!) The bird came back to life, and the cat did not try to eat it. Once returned to the shore, the cat had a litter of kittens.

I also rescued two children doing rescue breathing while swimming (impossible in real life), but I couldn't find and rescue their aunt. I remember trying to dig through the sand at the bottom of the water, thinking she was buried.  I became distressed and woke up.

I always try to analyse dreams like this, thinking there is something  I need to learn.

Well, this is enough babbling for today. Lunch break is over and its time to get back to work.