Happy PixDesign day!!

I think i may have overdone it yesterday. After a full day of work ending at 5pm i had signed up for a Zumba class at 7pm. I didn't want to go home cuz i knew i'd never leave again, so i got on the treadmill at the mini gym at work and finished my book (about 45 min) then went grocery shopping, then went to the Zumba class. it was super fun, but a serious workout. I had to excuse myself twice to remove some lung-effluvium from the back of my mouth (ick). Then went home, had a very light supper, watched Castle, and went to bed. Slept more than 12 hrs which i expected on my first weekend day, i was super exhausted at work.

Now i feel like the ick is making a comeback. I've been up for 2 hrs, downed about a gallon of warm water and 4 cups of tea and an apple. I feel feverish but both my primary and backup thermometers tell me my temp is only 96.2, far lower than usual. No wonder i feel so cold?

All of that activity may have shaken something loose. You know how they say "sweat it out"!

happy anniversary Pix & ND!

perhaps i need to go to the gym today and lounge in the hot tub for a bit. that sounds really nice, actually! i did take a hot bath last night, but my tub is so miserably shallow that i had to flip over onto my belly in order to keep my chest warm....which of course meant that my ass was above the water line. Grrrr. I really want a soaker tub!

There are people on my LJ friends list who have died.

At roughly 3am today, I was updating my contact lists, clearing out my constant contact bounces and just getting things in order.

I found my friend K's info in a bunch of places. Even though it has been 17 months since she died, it was a huge wrench to delete her address. But not to do so would mean seeing it pop up again, over and over. I have plenty of stuff with which to memorialize her...the electronic stuff, I suppose I can let go of.

An interesting side note on that story. Some of you may remember that K died in a car accident where the car was driven by her then 19 year old daughter. The daughter has many, many mental health issues and it was quietly assumed by pretty much everyone that she would not make it through the trauma and guilt.

Two days ago, I heard that she came into town for the holidays and is doing really well. Much better, in fact, than her younger brother who everyone thought would be like a rock.

It's definitely a mixed bag, but I'm happy for the girl that she got the help she needed an is able to live her life. Her mom would want nothing else.

My stepmom was saying, when I was there at Christmas, that she still has her mom's number in her phone. I don't know that I do but I have one email from her that inevitably makes me cry but I won't delete. Because it's a tangible thing.

I haven't erased my dad or my friend Paul from my phone/Outlook etc. I just can't.

I've tried to bookmark places that help your survivors deal with your online life afterwards but I always end up forgetting their name. Or they go out of business. Here's a 2009 Mashable article on various tools for various aspects of that: [link]

I was just thinking yesterday that I should give my mom my 1Password master password in a sealed envelope or something.

Heavens, I've been head down, so I've missed a lot, but wanted to poke my head in and send lots and lots of ~ma to Andi-- oodles even.

Also ~ma for erika's mom and for Laura's Brandy and meara's ear and anything/one else I may have missed.

Also, happy PixDesign day! Can't believe it's been a year, y'all!

Daniel, thanks for keeping us posted. ~ma for everyone in need.