Thursday, December 11, 2014

Sheila and Sarah - Day 15 - Relief

Sheila:
Last night I stayed at my mamas to have a "slumber party."  Every few weeks I go and stay with mom, have a little supper, and just have some girl time.  After the fiasco of a day I had yesterday, it was a relief to be with her.  I relieved myself of quite a few tears en route to moms, melted down to Sarah, and vowed to keep my computer shut and attack my revisions this morning.  I wanted some time to have our IT guy look at what my Microsoft/Mac communication issues were to alleviate my frustration.  Mom and I had a nice evening, I cried a little, and by the end of the evening, I had calmed down.  After I wrote my blog, I felt a huge sigh of relief . . . ahhhhhhh.

Mom was up bright and early this morning.  I opted to get up, have coffee, and visit before my day began.  That too was a relief as I am almost always alone.  I ventured off to work and our IT guy and I tackled my Mac.  Yes, my fault!  OF COURSE!  My automatic updates had somehow been shut off and my computer was 50 shades of messed up!!!!  Thank GOD he was able to fix it all up.  I covered the window on my door with paper, locked the door, and buried myself in a sea of edits.  I saved again, and again, and again and again.  With only minimal interruptions, at approximately 4:15 p.m. I dotted the last "I's" and crossed the last "T's" and turned in the final edits.  And I bowed my head it a total sigh of relief . . . thank GOD . . . it was done!


Sarah:
Mom and I are together tonight because she is in Fargo doing a little bit of shopping for Christmas. We decided that today we were going to focus on the relief that we both felt as our days progressed and huge weights were seemingly lifted off of our backs.  I did not sleep very well last night.  I am hoping that will change now that some of my stress has been lifted.  I started my day at 9:00 with strong cup of coffee and focused on my final 2 assignments for grad school.  I actually deluded myself into thinking that these assignments really would not take me very long . . . WRONG!  I did not stop to go to the bathroom, I did not eat lunch, I did not turn the TV on and there was no noise. My only focus was on the tasks that I had to get done today.  At approximately 4:00 p.m. I turned in my final assignments, breathed a huge sigh of relief, and thank GOD . . . I was done! First semester done, what a HUGE relief.


Mom:
Relief . . . why is it when we are on a time crunch does it seems like the world kind of crashes in around you.  For me, it was my computer crashing and for Rah it was the loss of a power cord which was necessary to complete her work.  Both of us melted down, both of us cried, both of us called each other (more than once), and both of us celebrated for the other one today as we each finished something that HAD to be done today.  Ironically, we both completed our "stuff" at nearly the same time!  Relief  . . .

Sarah:
Mom and I both knew that we had gianormous tasks that needed to be done.  Weirdly enough the timing was horrible, and Christmas has gotten put on the back burner.  There were other things that were more important so our focus was on what had to be done instead of what we wanted to do.  For two people that love Christmas, this is brutal!  We are both hoping that with our loads a little lighter that can enjoy the time we spend together, that we can write creatively without other thoughts overriding creativity, and we can just remember the reason we celebrate this season.


Mom:
I hope you all understand, but I am laying in my daughters bed, both of us holding computers, and I just want to spend time and visit with her.  We are both feeling a lot lighter today and maybe we can just enjoy one another a little bit.  So for tonight, I am going to go and spend some time with my baby girl.  We are going to chat, get up early and drink coffee from big cups wrapped up in blankies, and we are going to soak in a little Christmas love.  Our hope is that you can feel some of the relief, and that you too take time to enjoy those that you love.


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