Aflame

Since my concussion, I find I use words from long-forgotten vocabulary tests with relative ease.

 

I have to look them up to see if they mean what I think they mean--and am always pleasantly surprised when they do.

I recently told an acquaintance I found them to be basal as a mild insult.  

 Yep.  Nailed it.  Suggested he was as basal as all other men.

So the proclivity to use vocabulary words of long ago has only grown in recent months...and I wonder which concussion bestowed this blessing.  Not that it matters, but as one of the blessings I'm counting today, it's funny it stemmed from hitting my head.

You see, yesterday I was sorely tempted to bang such head against a wall.

 Me and Betty Boop, our newest cart to the Ride fleet.

We launch today, and Miss Betty, as of 8:30pm last night, is ready to go. Cherry Bomb and Greenie (in her new red paint job) are on their way to Phoenix, and my  Scottsdale fleet of three is nearly ready to rumble.

I own a business in Scottsdale.

That makes me chuckle this morning, but yesterday it was a different story.  Yesterday I had to put on my big girl panties and get to work...when I was crushed.  So saddened by unexpected news it took my breath away. While struggling to get done all that needs doing in a short amount of time, swimming hard to stay afloat in choppy waters, I received word that I wasn't expecting.

I began to drown.

 

Not even finding a yellow brick road could have lightened my mood (although it did the day before!)

I had no time to stop and go for a run.  I had no time to process anything - it was the worst possible day to throw something at me as I'm trying to pull every last string together into a tapestry.

Flyboy told me to get a grip, and shape the hell up or I'd have to go to work for someone else.  When a former green beret tells you to get your crap together, it's amazingly effective for snapping you straight.

So I put one foot infront of the other, and we got it done.  Not that it was hard-it wasn't-I was simply overwhelmed.

I stayed home that night instead of going out and had a vegetarian meal of lentils & veggies in a curry sauce.  It was delicious, and I started to relax.  It wasn't just the bad news, it was also the fact I hadn't eaten all day.  (When I stress badly, I don't eat.  So does a certain green beret...)

Today was an excellent business day, and new business  alliances were formed.  I possibly have the beginning of a few new friendships, exciting for me as I have only two girlfriends in Phoenix.  

I can hear Flyboy in my head right now, asking how many boyfriends I have in Phoenix.😂😠😜

Tonight I set aside my bruised feelings, and Jenny and I attend the Phoenix Symphony...and I wondered who I need to talk to about advertising with us :)

We were sooooo entertained.

My hair was aflame, my dress was dancing.

 Sooooo fun!!!

 Seriously.  This dress is waaaaaay kick butt.

Tonight I had a wonderful time; goosebumps came when Tschaikowsky was played.

It soothed my soul.

While the door is now closed on certain opportunities; spending time in downtown Phoenix helped me overcome disappointment tonight:)  Forward progress.  No matter what obstacles occur-I must keep that momentum.  Time to put on my Minimus...I've got a business and a trail to run.

 And those decisions belong to me:)