Snacking on Elephants

 Swimming through mud.  Yep that’s the best way to describe the last few weeks. I just was not able to get from point A to point B in any task. Take my broken furnace for example. Three trips out from the furnace guy, the first was the assessment, the second was the "fix" only he had the wrong parts, third was the same.  Good news though, it is now “rigged” to work until they can make a fourth trip out to fix it for real, date of said repair to be determined. Shall I give an update on my bank hack? Let’s see. Initiate a transfer from old bank to new bank. Denied. Initiate from new bank, marked as fraud, twice. Paychecks placed in the wrong accounts. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. We are nearing a month of this and it still isn't taken care of. Try to travel to the west coast for work?  Sit on a connecting plane for 40 mins only to be grounded have  to be routed to a different city before finally getting to my actual destination, for a total of 16 hours of travel. Thing...

Funny thing about the notion of self care.  It seems to be out there everywhere.  It's splashed all over social media as THE thing to do.  The metaphorical refilling of the empty cup slowly drained in response to the stressors of life so that you can help others.  What is self care anyway? Is it something where we participate in, an activity that gracefully fills our empty cup with gentle flowing water like a glorious waterfall to achieve balance with the rest of our lives and bring our soul into center? Or is it really more of a self preservation measure done in fits and spurts when the world becomes so heavy we just simply shut down until we can hurriedly find that proverbial eye dropper to put just a few drops in the empty cup so we can keep going just a little while longer, a quick mani here, a quick pedi there....  I gotta be honest. I really resemble the eye dropper.  I work on the road every other week, 6 days on, ten hours at a time, often on the ot...