Friday, we meet again. Last Friday night was quite a bit more cultural, with the evening at the Utah Opera production of Salome. This Friday? Well, working. Call has been peaceful. Manuscript editing is stretching my patience a little tonight. Board (recert) study is stressing me because it appears that I have forgotten QUITE a bit of general surgery material (shocking, since I use almost none of it). Such will be the rhythm of life until about Noon on the 5th of December.
Today I am trusting that the stress of getting ready for recerts + lack of "down" time on weekends won't bring me to my knees- or to the brink of sanity- in the next 6 weeks. It could happen, but I'm hopeful I'm finding some little ways to prevent it.
Today I am grateful for this big, goofy critter who is laying next to me on the couch while I write. Livvie has moved herself into my world in such a way that although I know that there was life (and Kita) before her, it's hard to remember that is true. She is an exceptional dog and we are fortunate to have each other and to love each other like we do.
Today I am inspired by how I've been using my creativity. I'm art journaling right now, something that quite honestly scares me (I have long argued that visual arts are NOT my creative gift). Sure, my permission slip for field trips that I made for myself might have been painted by a 5th grader. But you know what? I did it, and I'm putting it out there.
There is also my "Courage is a heart word" piece that includes a heart pocket with the names of people who have earned the privilege of hearing my story, even when it's my worst day.
I don't think I'll be making a career of water-colour any time soon, but I'm having a great time playing around with it and making a bit of a mess. Experimenting, you know?
Now listening: Avett Brothers "Morning Song"Labels: TGIF
