Eda's World

Yes, I was a lump under my covers this morning. Scott left ass early in the morning to go to a sub job. He was wigging out from waking up late, so I hopped up made the coffee and packed his lunch. I was going to drift off, but I started sipping my coffee. I made a TV tunnel in the blankets and turned on Netflix. The dog and the cat played pet tetris with my curled up body. We all settled in for a quick 5 episode binge of the new season of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt. Seriously, I love you Tina Fey. I was in a weird place this week. I decided to hide for a bit and regroup. This morning I decided 'Fuck Friday' they can do it without me. The boys and I watched 2.5 hours of Kimmy. I found my Happy Smurf again. I cleaned, walked the dog, bought lunch at Hole Mole. I wasn't even bummed I forgot to wear my Fitbit for my little walking spree. I wrote my newsletter, updated my service menu on Styleseat, and posted art pics on my massagebyeda instagram account. That's a lot of ...

I keep crying. I was making my grandmother's broccoli cheese casserole about a week ago. I add green chili powder to the recipe. I noticed I was almost out. We bought that in Santa Fe, when we went to visit grandmother and Floyd in 2005. Suddenly, my eyes filled with tears. I stopped and really acknowledged that I was sad she had died. She had faded for years, so I had really lost her years ago. I still felt melancholy she was gone. That was the beginning of it. I keep crying. Unexpected moments I well up. Nothing really sets me off. I'm tired. Sunday I caught my heel on a booth and tripped. I was getting up to leave the sushi joint next door to my work. I was with a client/friend. We had dinner and wine. I was tired from work. I've been tired a lot. I'm wondering how my iron is doing. My blood work was good. But I've been tired. I hit my head. Hard. I have a striped scar behind my ear where I smacked the metal bench next to me. I was so embarrassed. I don...