Curse words are lockbox words at my house.
Since I don’t want to contribute to the lockbox fund, Let’s use “brownie” and “tomfoolery” for all intense purposes.
I’m that girl, you know the one who wakes up all smiley, perky, jovial, bouncy, animated and vivacious! The person who won’t let you sleep because I’M ready to start my day with you! Mornings are all about ME, selfishly so. I’ll make everyone coffee and breakfast if they want it.
Okay, let’s be real!
I bug them until they take it and LIKE it! I tend to worsen the mood of people already suffering morning woes.
Why aren’t you smiling? tends to tip these unicorny, (new word) bright, sunshiny days into an icy direction.
The joy continues until 2ish in the afternoon when my enthusiasm begins to wane a bit.
By 10 p.m., I hate your face.
No more questions. I don’t want to review your homework. Tucking the kids in at night?
Sure! But their book needs to be a 10 page maximum, minimal words.
Prayers best kept short and to the point. A Superfluous of exasperation releases if you ask my opinion on anything. Please God, don’t show up in my room looking for a meaningful conversation or to talk about intense feelings.
Snuggle? Absolutely, but don’t talk and keep breathing to a minimum.
Don’t call in the middle of the night. My phone is set on vibrate, on purpose.
Unless body fluid is involved. Blood trumps everything.
I’m an EMT, so I’m good in a crisis. My, at home cool demeanor is slightly different.I try to slink off to my room before the witching hour of social ineptness rears it’s rather ugly head. I know my limitations and don’t wish to inflict others. In an effort to thwart this, I have tried a few remedies.
Tea with a smile? Nope.
Sink into a movie? Negative Ghost Rider. I usually find myself waking up halfway through the movie telling the t.v. to“ hush it”.
Exercise at night? I’ll skip the lockbox fee again and ask; Who does this tomfoolery after dark? Notice exercise only becomes tomfoolery when I’m too tired to participate.
I am a mom of 12 children cleverly disguised as 5. I know it must be 12 because of the number of “tomfoolery” birthdays and holiday dishes. Even though most of them no longer live with me, we are still very active in each other’s lives. So, it’s important to me to be the best version of myself. In this effort, I have found a few things that improve my nighttime nasty.
I began to eat mostly organic. My ultimate goal is to grow my own organic. I’ll revert you back to my children and job on finding time for that. In the meantime, I use Thrive Market. Organics delivered to your door! In the afternoons, I get outside and walk. The fresh air and sunshine help kick the afternoon blahs.
I started taking a supplement and loved it so much, I began to promote the product.
Le-Vel 2.0 This supplement is designed to be taken as a 1,2,3. Meaning; take your vitamins, drink your shake and wear your nutrition patch. I have a heart condition that disallows most stimulants. I have found though, that just a half a scoop of the shake every other day makes a big difference for me. My energy maintains, my moods chillax, and my pants don’t feel so tight. For those able to enjoy the entire Le-Vel 2.0 experience, it’s a game changer. I’ve had people tell me they have lost 4 sizes. Their energy is sustained. Their mood levels out and their concentration is kick-arse.
I avoided the lockbox again. Smooth Amber.
Anyway, talk to your doctor before starting any new vitamin or exercise routine, eat organic and walk, walk walk, preferably with a smile.