I had every intention of making the effort to get the blog updated and beautified last and this week… and well, my immune system had different ideas. I’ve been sick with a “bug” (sorry, I had to tie in the title!) for the past week or so and instead made a healthy dent in our couch and have chugged my fair share of cough syrup. What started as a nasty headache, built into the flu, then transitioned into a nasty cough and respiratory infection. Not to mention that I also had no voice for almost 5 days.
I’ve found that Ryan and I’s marriage has been a lesson in breaking old/bad habits and moving out of our old comfort zones. My comfort zone is to “grin and bear it” a lot of the time, meaning that I don’t go to the doctor unless I’m bleeding to death or experiencing organ failure. But, after much stern encouragement from the hubby, on Monday I finally caved and headed into the doctor who promptly wrote me a prescription and urged me to stay home once more until my fever (contagiousness) was gone. Phew! Antibiotics and extra strength cough medicine has done me well and I’ve finally got my voice back and the coughing is dying out.
I’m almost thankful for these times though, when my body fails. It forces me to stop and rest and opens my mind to reflect on my life, and the past year, and all that has happened. It also allows me to do another thing I hate – be vulnerable – and allow my husband to care for me. Ryan is an excellent caretaker, not only when I’m sick, but in every single day that he provides for me. It almost seems bittersweet, to be so sick so close to our 1 year anniversary. It allowed me to look at Ryan with fresh eyes and realize what a true gift God has bestowed to me. Having a husband like him is indescribable.
Now, onto sillier things before I break into tears! Tomorrow is Halloween. Boo! (second tie-in for the title!) Though I’m not a huge fan of the holiday, I’ve been trying to find ways to find happiness and purpose in my place of work. If God has laid anything heavy on my heart in the past year, it’s been where I work. I won’t go on a tangent about that, but I’m trying to make an effort to get involved again, start trusting people and most of all, to start enjoying my time there. What better way to do all of that then to enter the pumpkin carving contest?! Okay, so that doesn’t really make sense, but I haven’t carved a pumpkin since I was about 10 years old. I figured it would be fun.
Wait, that’s just Ryan being goofy…. okay, here’s Oliver!
Sadly I did not win the Pumpkin Carving Contest… in fact, I didn’t even place! What a disappointment. Oh well, I still had a good time and made the effort. I drowned my sorrows in 2 pumpkin spice cupcakes that I made for the office potluck upon news of my loss. They were pretty delicious if I do say so.