Just got back to the office from the dentist. Man oh man....
So, I have no idea what needed to be done. Something about my crown and some cavities. Ok, cool. I've been to the dentist plenty of times. I take care of my teeth but like most people (don't lie) I just slack on the flossing. Despite my brushing, my genetics fail me and I always have to have something done. Andy on the other hand has incredibly hard or durable (whatever) teeth. (Douche!)
I go in today and need to get numb.... boooooo... well, it hurt like a B.I.T.C.H!!! I mean it was awful! I have no idea what the F was going on in my mouth AND I almost punched the dentist in the face. So close... but alas, I did not punch him in the face. He is really nice and I got done really quickly.
So. Here I am on my mother effing birthday with a sore mouth. Great plan, Mayra. But it'll get better since I'm going out to dinner in a bit. Where? No clue. When? Who knows? But if this is the worst part of my day, I'll take it.
On to bigger and better things as St. Peters Muni court.... Maybe I'll just go up there and get myself a new date....
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
El Blog-o
So, it just settled down for the day and I can't believe it's 5:33pm. What? !?!?!? Where did the time go? I'm tired, crabby and honegry!
Here comes the constant dilemma: Should I go home now (I've been up since 5) or should I work until 9 or 10? I always think, " Hey, there's always going to be work so don't stress so much on getting it all done," and/or "I just need to finish all of this and I'll be satisfied."
I love helping people. I'm great at my job. I love being my own boss. I also do this because I want to be successful. So, as I sit here typing up this blog-o so that I can get a mental escape, I wonder whether or not I should go home. It's a constant battle between my journey to success and my balancing act called: life.
I grew up in the generation where I was always told I could be and do anything. Nothing could stop me; except me. That I could be ambitious, achieve all my goals and be successful if I just worked hard enough. However, as I sit here typing away, thinking of the list of sh*t I have to finish, I wonder: how am I going to get to TKD on time today? Can I fit it in on Tuesday? No, I have soccer. The rest of the week? Am I going to be too tired for Crossfit tomorrow morning? If I am, can I squeeze it in the afternoon? Can I get my trial on Wednesday continued? Blah, blah, blah....
So, here I sit, 5:43pm just 10 mins from when I started thinking, "Why did I just waste all this time writing this?" I'm gonna go drink my protein shake. ;)
-M
Here comes the constant dilemma: Should I go home now (I've been up since 5) or should I work until 9 or 10? I always think, " Hey, there's always going to be work so don't stress so much on getting it all done," and/or "I just need to finish all of this and I'll be satisfied."
I love helping people. I'm great at my job. I love being my own boss. I also do this because I want to be successful. So, as I sit here typing up this blog-o so that I can get a mental escape, I wonder whether or not I should go home. It's a constant battle between my journey to success and my balancing act called: life.
I grew up in the generation where I was always told I could be and do anything. Nothing could stop me; except me. That I could be ambitious, achieve all my goals and be successful if I just worked hard enough. However, as I sit here typing away, thinking of the list of sh*t I have to finish, I wonder: how am I going to get to TKD on time today? Can I fit it in on Tuesday? No, I have soccer. The rest of the week? Am I going to be too tired for Crossfit tomorrow morning? If I am, can I squeeze it in the afternoon? Can I get my trial on Wednesday continued? Blah, blah, blah....
So, here I sit, 5:43pm just 10 mins from when I started thinking, "Why did I just waste all this time writing this?" I'm gonna go drink my protein shake. ;)
-M
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