Finger printing powder sure does make a mess.
But Amanda… You may start asking. Why are you cleaning up finger printing powder?
Well friends, it’s been one of those weeks.
I had all kinds of fun posts planned for you. A new recipe, a fun recap of some trail running (my fave), an overdue post about getting fit for new running shoes. And last but not least, [super dorky] “SNACK week”—not to be confused with Shark Week—to show snapshots of some of my favorite tasty snacks this week.
But instead, I haven’t posted in a couple of days. My workouts this week have been severely lacking. Work stress and long hours have taken their toll on my brain, which I imagine currently resembles the charred bits of oatmeal burned to the bottom of a pot. And, I’ve just felt so tired and sore every.day.this.week.
To top it off, on Wednesday night, I couldn’t fall asleep for hours. By 1am, I couldn’t shake this weird feeling, and every time I closed my eyes I had to pop them back open to check the room. Paranoid much? But maybe for good reason…
Into the picture comes the aforementioned finger printing powder. This really all sounds much more dramatic than it is, I’m sure, but someone broke into & burglarized 20+ cars in my neighborhood on Wednesday night. So, after a combined four (?) hours of sleep, when I zombie-walked to my car Thursday morning, the sight of everything in my car torn up and thrown all over was a lovely “good morning.” The contents of my glove department, papers & mail, numerous CDs, shoes & some clothes (that really needed cleaned out of the backseat anyway), were strewn every which way. Luckily, I know better than to leave anything important or valuable in my car. But, I was left feeling violated, and my sense of security in our new neighborhood has been dampened, to say the least. Someone was literally steps from my front door, going through my personal property. Ugh.
Because there were so many cars broken into, the police dusted my car and several items in it for fingerprints. It’s almost a little comical to me that they went to all that trouble even though I had nothing stolen, but I suppose with so many people affected, they have to do what they can. Now that I’ve got my car sparkling clean again, and all the black dust out from under my fingernails after cleaning off my belongings, it’s time to move on and hope that this sucker is caught soon.
But all of this reminds me that sometimes, we just have an off day (like Monday), and maybe even a plain bad week. We might not get everything done that we needed to do, we might not feel that great physically, we may not even feel all there mentally at times. But we have to keep moving, we have to keep trying, and we just have to keep looking ahead.
So, I’ll be lifting up my glass of wine tonight to you all (just one, followed by lots of water) and “cheers”ing to the weekend: To a good 15-mile long run bright & early tomorrow morning. To celebrating a friend’s baby on the way. To meeting up with friends and chatting, smiling, laughing. To spending time with the ones we love. To eating good food and drinking good beer. To taking some time out to relax and recharge. To just BEing.
P.S. All those cool posts I mentioned at the beginning of this ramble-rant? Look for that good stuff in the coming week.