When last we spoke, I was experiencing weird episodes of dizziness. Luckily, they have disappeared. I can only assume the alien crystals that took up residence in my ear canal have been reabsorbed into the greater entity. Whatever. I am just happy the world no longer spins.
The Mom
Today I accompanied my 80 year old mother to the doctor where she took a stress test. I thought the test should consist of me sitting her down to say, "Guess what? I am pregnant. And single. And the baby and I will be moving in with you for the next 20 years!" But no, they just made her walk on a treadmill for as long as she could stand it. That turned out to be all of about 3 minutes, which was perfectly fine because the doctor pronounced her heart healthy and strong.
She has been experiencing "fluttering" when she is very still, like at night before she drops off to sleep. There is no pain. The doc says it may be extra heart beats, which are nothing to be concerned about. He says it is definitely not angina. Or as definite as doctors will get these days, which I translate as the equivalent of the accountant's "more probable than not" argument for taking a tax position. He actually said he is 98% sure it is not angina so, hey, I believe him. Could be because he was so personable and attentive to my mom.
The Yoga
Have I mentioned I have been doing morning yoga for about two months now? Speaking of my mother makes me think of it because she is NOT bendy, as in "Wayne Newton on Dancing with the Stars" Not Bendy. Worse, actually. I am more along the lines of "former cheerleader who has been sitting on her ass behind a desk for 25 years and has not roller bladed since 1995" Not Bendy. If you are a yoga person, you will scoff at the notion that Rodney Yee's AM Yoga can possibly benefit anyone. (If that is you, shut up, you bendy slut.) I am here to say, oh yes, AM Yoga rocks! I can do it in 5-10 minutes in the morning, after the hair and makeup and before the putting on of the clothes.
As M. Yee says in the video (which I no longer watch because I just can't be bothered now that I have the routine down and who has time for pre-yoga "centering" and post yoga "meditation" anyway?), "In the beginning, the benefits of these exercises may seem small." I thought so, too, but I did feel the stretches so I continued every morning and, guess what? I no longer get neck aches and stress headaches from sitting at my desk all day. And I can reach just that much farther each day, and stretch my legs just that much more. Yes, the benefits are small, but they are tangible and I do love them so.
The Tax Season
Dear god, it has only begun and all I can think of is, "When will it end?" I have been working 7 days a week, 10-12 hours a day for the past month and I DO NOT LIKE IT. It is an interesting contrast to last year, though. Let's see, this time last year I was:
- Commuting 2 hours a day, 3 days a week
- Telecommuting to that same job 2 days a week
- Blogging professionally a minimum of one post per day, because it was required in my contract
- Blogging on my personal blog one post per day, because I was obsessed
- Caring for an aging, ailing cat with daily subcutaneous fluid injections and periodic trips to the vet
- Living with another person and trying to pretend I did not want to live alone (as was she)
This year, I am living in my own home with two young, healthy kitties and commuting all of 5 minutes to work each day, with no extracurricular blogging duties (except for this, my personal blog, which I have lately shunned in the name of mental health and making more money from my day job.)
I suppose I should not complain but, really, I do not know why I chose this profession. WHAT WAS I THINKING? It certainly was not "Accounting is sexy!" Oh wait, I DIDN'T choose this profession. It just sort of happened, like everything else in my life.
Hm.
Gosh, look at the time. I brought work home but it is already 9:00pm. I just don't think I am going to get to it tonight. Only an 8 hour day today. What a slacker.
Tags: mom, tax follies, yoga
