THE LONGEST BEACH

I’m 42 years old now

42–I’m trying to get the hang of saying —- 42. I feel like I’m still 12. My Alzheimers patients live in their youth So I guess that I can do the same. One of my favortie co-workers once told she had 6 months to live-now she lives as if she will die–oh the fun she has now. She is amazing.

A native friend of mine told me I’m out of balance. She is correct. I have been on a downward spiral spinning out of control for the last couple of months. Stress will do that to you, the loss of a great love will do that to you, drugs will do that to you, worry about the little things and the big things will do that to you.

She told me Mother Earth will restore me. I have been so busy lately chasing stress and worry and self loathing that I had forgotten about the powers that are for the taking right out my window.

My very own perscription:

*no more ambien–let sleep come naturally

*Set boundaries at work–I work 8-4 now

*Formulate a work routine

*Make a list of things to be done and cross off the items that you have done–it feels so good to accomplish

*delegate–delegate–delegate. I have learned the fine art to delegating most of my tasks at work. It’s amazing when you give other people a bit of your power–makes them feel a part of a team

*MOST IMPORTANT NOTE TO SELF: GET OUTSIDE AND PLAY

I’m still the head nurse and have survived–as long as I follow the above perscription for myself

I LOVE THE BEACH AND THE BEACH LOVES ME

I went to the longest beach!