Mindfulness

My electric heater is buzzing away as it is working its hardest to keep me warm.  Nothing seems to help though.  My room is an organized mess, I really only have half a room because it's in the middle of being painted and all of the furniture is clustered together in the middle like a weird barricade.  I'm sitting on my bed with tons of soft, fluffy pillows and underneath the bed is no monster, but a elderly white "puppy" dog named Angel Bear.  She's almost death and pretty blind, but her smeller still almost works though and despite all of that she knows something is different when her Mommy comes home.  When she is home alone and I come home she is usually in the kitchen howling until she realizes that somethings different, then she searches frantically to find me with nothing but a sniffer.  I call her "drunk puppy" when I wake her from a nap because she can barely walk she is so excited... and let's face it, probably lethargic. 

I'm finally learning that I can drink calories now!  Next to my computer is a cool glass of Silk almond milk that I'm sipping away, slowly but surely.  There are some old jeans on my bed that I need to fold and put away... I'm being mindful so I can't judge them right now.

Tonight as we were talking about mindfulness in group I realized that mmaaaaayyyybbeee, just maybe I am the healthiest one in my family. Ha!  At least when it comes to the emotional and wise mind, I may not have it all together but gee do I have it at least a little more put together than the rest of my family.  The first step is ADMITTING you have a problem, so far I'm the only one amongst my family to admit (even though I was somewhat forced into it) that I have a problem.

I guess I will leave with that.  Three more days until my sister's wedding!