Real Life

Do you ever read a story, an article, or a blog and feel like they are full of sunshine and rainbows?  But some days you don't feel like little miss sunshine, sometimes you want to vent, scream or cry.  You want someone out there to validate that humans are failures, emotional and just downright real.  

Relatable is the word I prefer to use.  I want people in my life that are relatable and that find me as such.  I absolutely love reading and writing for encouragement and the positive moments in my life because I am truly a lucky lady, and most days I do express those feelings.  However some days that isn't the real me, the real me wants to share that life isn't perfect!  

This morning my son and I arrived to therapy 10 minutes early to check in as we always do, and our therapist (a fill in for our regular on maternity leave) forgot she had to work, so in normal fashion for her, she was 20 minutes late.  Her apology today was cut short I am sure by the half smile on my stoic face, but really?!?  You are an adult!  A grown woman with responsibilities!  I did not forget that I had an appointment today, nor would I ever show up to Mayo Clinic where I work part time and tell a sick patient that I just forgot I was working today.  I may have been more sympathetic if the week before her puppy hadn't gotten out, and before that her daughter couldn't find her shoe ... you get the point, she always has an excuse.  My son's appointment is at 9 am, get your life together!  I juggle in my life too, but I do not show up late wasting your time.  Please do not waste mine.  

As my posts have shared in the past, I love working out, but today I was not feeling it this morning.  At 6:45 pm, I assure you I am still not feeling it.  I want to eat everything in site, anything that has a carb in it and open the case of wine that has been sitting in my cupboard because I am "living" a healthier life.  Tonight I ate chicken with disgust and now am watching the NCAA championship with my husband on the couch enjoying a glass of Petite Sirah --- because yes, you guessed it, I am human!  In case you are wondering ... one glass very well may turn in to two guilt free glasses of red wine. 



I smile as I write this because even though today was full of blah feelings, tomorrow is a new day.  Therapy will soon be back to normal with our regular girl, and I will be back at the gym before I let myself go into a food frenzy.  In the mean time, my best friends texts made me feel better today as well as the frozen yogurt I shared with our best friends boys when I picked them up from school.  Currently my sons chatter is soothing my soul and I replay my day with a chuckle.  Be real, be human and don't even let yourself be un-relatable.  Not everyday is meant to play out to perfection.