Completion

This is it. The final week of classes. Less than a year ago I started a journey to learn about massage therapy, and as of this Friday I will have finished the first step. It's been difficult, political, delightful, exhausting, and so worth every second of time. I look forward now to learning Lomi Lomi in March and having that to offer clients seeking to relax and de-stress.

Last week we demolished our living room, textured the walls (courtesy of yours truly), painted, and brought our brick fireplace back to life. Just in time since it went from 60 degrees and tornado warnings to snow the next day... so my house is in a state of disorganization, but hey, it's gonna look good soon! To top off our thanksgiving break, we went and painted my parents house. Now I am really tired of remodeling. :)

Hubby says today we need to get a tree. 'Spose that means I better stop the surfing and finish cleaning up the house. ggrrrr......

Where's that maid when I need her?

I am thankful for:

I am Thankful :


for the husband who is on the sofa being a couch potato, because he is home with me and not out at the bars.

for the kid who is complaining about doing dishes because it means he is at home, not on the streets.

for the taxes I pay, because it means I am employed.

for the mess to clean after a party because it means I have been surrounded by friends.

for the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.

for my shadow that watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.

for a lawn that needs mowing, for windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing because that means I have a home.

for all the complaining I hear about the government because it means we have freedom of speech.

for the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking and have been blessed with transportation.


for my huge heating bill because it means I am warm.

for the neighbor that plays his music too loud, way too late, because it means I can hear.

for the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.

for weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been capable of working hard.

for the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means I am alive.

Live well, Laugh often, & Love with all of your heart!

Yep, I am FOURTY THREE. oh my..............

Yep, it's my damn birthday. I am sooooo Maxine.

So there. I love you all, but, hey.

Btw ........... Mom and Dad, Thanks so much. The card you sent ment more to me than you will ever know.

I love you.

6 weeks

.... yes, six weeks is all I have left before I am officially employable as a massage therapist. It has been grueling to say the least. I never once thought of actually quitting, but there were many many days of oh shit what have I gotten myself into this time. Between the politics, the personality clashes, and the scheduling nightmares, school has/is difficult, but doable.

I have learned a lot. I have a lot left to learn, however, not at MTTI. From here on out, the general consensus is to get CEU's from the source. Dear hubby is not to sure about the month I want to spend in Big Sur, California, or the two week retreat to Hawaii, or even the weekend intensive road trip to Wisconsin, but he will eventually. And I will have some amazing skills as a result.

Ever had Esalen or Lomi Lomi??? If you can get it, do it. You won't regret it. It makes me feel like I am on another plain. The totality of the touch you receive will blow your mind. Expensive to get, but worth every cent.

Promise.

On a side note, I gotta get a damn job. I hate this part. I love working. I love long days and satisfaction of being just a cut above for my client. I hate asking for a job. It's my baggage, and unfortunately it is strapped on firmly. ~sigh~ must be that whole "pride" thing.... or just the independence that was instilled in me from birth.

Thanks dad. Gee thanks.

:)