Day 163: Bed

Happy Saturday and Day 163 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Guess who completely forgot about blogging today? Yep. That’d be me. But, I play organ in the morning, so it’s time for bed. We’ll try this thing again tomorrow.

Catch ya then,

Hannah

PS: Apparently, I was tired enough that I didn’t click publish last night. However, the post was written, so I’m gonna count it 🙂

Day 162: Quiet

Happy FRIDAY and Day 162 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

First things first: the third round of coffee is a little left to be desired. Actually, I’m not sure if I can really call it coffee any more. Maybe brown water? With a hint of flavor? Yeah, I know, not appetizing at all.

In any case, this late-ish blog post brought to you by distractions… again.

Actually, I had half a post written about an hour ago, but got distracted working on several projects, and now am getting back to writing because, as we all know, if I don’t do it now, it’ll end up being another hurried post as I’m trying not to fall asleep. So, here we go.

Except, I don’t really have much to say.

Believe it or not, it’s been a pretty quiet week – one where I don’t really have much to say. It’s not that I haven’t been with it or don’t have thoughts, because I feel like my brain’s been processing normally, and I definitely do have thoughts. Those thoughts just haven’t felt like ones that need uttering. They feel more like ones that I just want to keep in my own heart.

Anyone else?

As a (non-professional, unpaid) blogger, I admittedly don’t always know what to do with times like these. I mean, what am I supposed to write about when I don’t want to share my thoughts?

Who knows.

In any case, it’s time for me to stop being distracted and get on with my day.

Catch y’all tomorrow,

Hannah

Day 161: Fleeting

Happy Thursday and Day 161 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

First things first: coffee.
So, this week, I’ve been experimenting to see how many batches of coffee I can get out of one set of grounds (mainly because I get super frustrated with cleaning the grounds out of my french press, and can’t have a lot of caffeine anyway). This morning, I’ve been finishing batch two, which I made three days ago, and put the water in to start batch three. I’ll keep you updated on how it works out!

From there though, my thoughts have been drawn to the fleeting nature of life this morning, thanks to a sunrise partial solar eclipse.

Y’all, this life is fleeting.
Look at the sun* – from the moment that it rises, ’til the last of light fades, it waxes and wanes in unstoppable motion that we are powerless to change.
Look at the flowers – they blossom and grow, only to wither away – sometimes in months, often in days.
Watch the animals in nature – see the kittens run and play, see the birds flying high, see the coyote and coon and deer – yet, in an instant, that life may disappear.
Pay attention to the seasons, as the days ebb and flow. Isn’t it crazy how as soon as they’ve begun, they’ve already started to go?

And so it is with our lives – the days will all end. No matter how we spend them, without regard for who we’ve been.
Which feels quite unstable, on this path we all trod, with nothing here to cling to – except the hand of God.

Catch y’all tomorrow,

Hannah

*Not literally – that’s bad for your eyes

Day 160: Escaping

Happy Wednesday and Day 160 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Bleh.
Y’all, I’m a bit out of it this morning. It’s not that I didn’t get enough sleep – I feel like I slept fine – I’m just having a hard time getting my brain rolling, despite being halfway through my half-cup of coffee already.

Oh well.

In any case, it’s Wednesday.

Admittedly, I feel like today I’m trying to escape. From what? I really don’t know, but all the typical signs of avoidance and escape are there. *Cue sleeping in, looking at puppies (is $450 too much for an adorable little Husky?), and shopping on Amazon this morning, after browsing Facebook, and watching YouTube for wayyy too long yesterday. And the day before. And the day before…*

Unfortunately, I never feel like I really know what to do with this avoidance until I figure out its root cause like a week into the behaviors. So, well, I guess I’ll figure it out then.

Catch y’all tomorrow – I just remembered there’s an email I really need to send.

Hannah

Day 159: PLANTS

Happy Tuesday and Day 159 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Let’s see… what to write about on a very muggy Tuesday morning? (Houston feels, anyone?)

First things first: my cactus that I planted last week sprouted! (Yes, I’m insanely excited about that.) In the last few months, I feel like I’ve become quite the plant mom, to the point where I honestly check them like three times a day. I know, I know, it’s a little excessive. But, PLANTS!

Which reminds me: about two weeks ago, I decided to start a new plant/landscaping project. Growing up, we always had flowers wrapping around the house (well, after we got rid of the shrubs anyway). However, as the house functioned primarily as a combination guest house and office for the last four years, weeds overtook the little wrap-around garden.

Two weeks ago, though, I decided to work the ground, remove the weeds, build up the dirt, and then plant new flowers (and possibly herbs) in this area.

The only problem? I can’t decide what to plant.

Part of me wants to plant sunflowers, but they take up a lot of space. As it’s the south side of the house, I need something that will do well with strong afternoon sun (and heat) – which probably isn’t most herbs.

And so, right now, I find myself with an empty plot of very wet dirt. (Thank you yesterday’s rain.)

From there, if anyone has suggestions on what to plant, please, please, let me know!

Thanks in advance!

Hannah

Day 158: Frustrations

Happy Monday and Day 158 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Welp, we’re back at it for another week.

This morning, I’m frustrated, y’all.
I’ve been working on a project with a friend for… quite a while now, but all of a sudden, it feels like we’re not on the same page.
Now, granted, I know that doesn’t mean that we’re actually on different pages, but that feeling tends to frustrate my conflict-adverse self.

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In any case, that frustration tends to spill over to everything else: frustration with work, frustration with my scheduler, dreading of patients – you know, the normal stuff… which isn’t exactly how I was planning on starting out my Monday morning.

And so, once again, I have the lovely opportunity to practice being thankful, even when I don’t really feel like it.

Being thankful that I have a job that pays the bills.
Being thankful that my scheduler is willing to work with me (at least sort of).
Being thankful for the opportunity to work on my conflict management skills.
Being thankful for warm weather, even if it isn’t sunny.
Being thankful for another week to be alive.
Being thankful for a car to take me to work.
Being thankful for the chance to pursue projects.
Being thankful for a shorter drive day.
Being thankful for coffee 🙂
Being thankful for friends and family to have conflict with.

Which I guess is all to say that, even though I’m still frustrated, I have a lot to be thankful for.

How about you?

Catch y’all tomorrow,

Hannah

Day 157: Love Languages

Happy Sunday and Day 157 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Guys, today feels like the perfect lazy Sunday.
It’s sunny. It’s warm. There’s a light breeze.
It’s nearing late morning, but there’s been no rushing around.
I’ve kept busy, but haven’t been stressed.
It’s perfect.

Hopefully your day is going the same.

From there though, let’s talk about love languages.

Now, first things first: I know not everyone gives credence to the notion that people show love in different ways – just as not everyone supports theories on the psychology of personality, etc, etc. That’s fine – I don’t need everyone to agree with me. However, love languages and various personality tests have definitely helped me better understand and better love the people in my life, and so, today, I’m going to talk about them.

So, love languages.

The 5 Love Languages is a book by Dr. Gary Chapman that presents the idea of there being five primary ways that individuals give and receive love: words of affirmation, quality time, physical touch, acts of service, and receiving gifts. His theory is that, while any given individual may employ or enjoy any of these techniques, most individuals have a dominant way of giving and receiving love… which can be determined by taking a 30 question multiple choice test.

Admittedly, the test feels a little sketch. I mean, as someone single, some of the different questions that refer to a significant other seem hard to apply. However, as someone who has taken the test multiple times and gotten a consistent answer that feels applicable, I give it some validity.

My personal ‘dominant’ love language? Quality time. I simply love spending time with the people who matter to me.

Which isn’t to say that I don’t like to receive gifts, or that I don’t value when people help me, or that I don’t appreciate hugs from specific people in my life, or that I don’t cherish well-worded letters from loved ones – I do. It simply means that if I had to pick between spending quality time with someone close to me and any of these other wonderful ways of showing love, I’d pick being together every time.

Why am I saying all this? Great question – I’m not really sure. I guess it’s just really resonated with me this past week; I had the wonderful opportunity to just spend time with some of my favorite people, and that made this week absolutely incredible.

Okay, it’s time for a lazy Sunday lunch.

Catch y’all later.

Hannah

Day 156: Planning

Happy Saturday and Day 156 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Talk about easily distracted – yikes! I realized a couple minutes ago that I’ve been on the computer for around an hour and still haven’t managed to get a post written up.
Oops.

Granted, this time I was actually doing something productive – corresponding with the bride to figure out music for an upcoming wedding – but still, it’s later than I anticipated.

Shockingly, I actually have thoughts this morning. Let’s dive in.

This past week, I brought up to my therapist that I’m really bad at planning. She commented that I’m probably not actually bad at planning, but that I may just not be as good as some of the people who I am around. After giving it some more thought, I think I realized more of what’s truly going on:

When I start planning things, I almost always only see what could go right. For instance, for the picnic-y thing that I’m hosting tonight, most of my thoughts have been centered around how much fun we’ll have. I mean, sure, I came up with a menu, picked a time and location, and am working to have things picked up. But thinking about what happens if kids get dirty or troubles with being around cats or out in the barns? Yep, nope, never crossed my mind.

The same was true last weekend when my older brother and I were discussing business ideas. I mean, sure, I’ve thought of a lot of the clinical stuff, and some general business stuff, but the little details? Ha.

These things admittedly make me feel like a bad planner. And, maybe I truly am.

Or, maybe, I just have a different perspective. Who knows. In any case, I need to get off the computer.

Catch y’all later!

Hannah

Day 155: …Squirrel!

Happy FRIDAY and Day 155 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Whew. It’s Friday, guys.

First things first: I’m starting blogging exceptionally late today.
‘Why are you late this time, Hannah,’ you may ask.
You know how I talked about reminders yesterday? Well, this morning I kept remembering little things that needed done, so I was doing them.

Okay, so, if I’m honest, I probably didn’t need to plant that cactus this morning. But, I was super excited about my new gift, so plant the cactus I did. (Here’s to hoping that we’ve got enough sun and heat here to actually have a cactus grow…)

In any case, I’m obviously extremely easily distracted today, which probably doesn’t lend itself to successful blogging. C’est la vie.

I guess I’ll go make a to-do list now to try to get my life in order.

Catch y’all tomorrow!

Hannah

Day 154: Reminders

Happy Thursday and Day 154 of Another 100 Days of Hannah ...and Counting, y'all!

Hey howdy hey.

Y’all, it’s getting late. Which, pretty much just means that I’m a grandma. However, that is beside the point.

One of these days, I really need to learn not to save blogging for evenings. Nobody’s got time to blog in the evening. Or, at least I don’t – wayyy too many other things on my to-do list.

In any case, I admittedly had two different posts started this morning, and chose to delete them both because I didn’t think they felt authentic. Funny enough, I decided this evening that the first post I started is actually what I want to talk about today.

Good job, brain.

Let’s get to it.

Y’all, I need reminders. I hate to admit it. Actually, I think this is the first time I’ve ever admitted it, but, guys, I need reminders. I’m too good at getting too distracted in life to remember all the important things that I’m supposed to be doing.

Some days, I try to combat this by doing the things that I remember as soon as I think of them. Which, can be a good thing.

Until I’m in the middle of seeing patients and I remember that I needed to put something in the mail, and so I drop everything, go home, find the mail, put it in the mailbox, and drive back to finish the exam. Not so practical then. (Unless you really want to come back to a livid patient. Or, more likely in my case, a sleeping one.)

And so, it’s back to the drawing board.

Well, I actually already have a solution. It’s called, make a list and actually look at it.

Except, I’m really really really (really really) bad at that. Which, probably shouldn’t be an excuse. I’ve just tried all sorts of lists before and have yet to find something that I actually stick with for any length of time.

Physical? Tried it. Digital? Tried it. Family serving as reminders? Tried it. Hoping my brain will remember the 67 little things that I think need done? Yep, attempted that one too.

Which is all to say: hi. My name’s Hannah. And I need reminders.

Catch y’all tomorrow,

Hannah