Following the wandering stars

Hm, the song is pretty gloomy. I feel better than this sounds. Yet it's winter, and I am facing so many changes, so many first times.

I'm learning how dependent you get when you're living "as a couple". Suddenly you gotta learn or re-learn everything, everything. Even thinking for yourself, by yourself. So weird. Long and sometimes painful process. I follow the wandering stars that bring me light, here and there.

13cm of happiness

oh nonono I'm not talking of what you think!
Got the visit of a Santa Claus not long ago, a santa who knew what would bring me lil happiness.

It worked : ))

 (and don't tell me my photo montage is supa kitsch :P)

Wondering

Right now, through the chaos, I'm focusing on work. Next week that wonderful, expected varnishing. Then, gotta start looking for (flexible) jobS, that allow me to keep taking care of my babes. For the varnishing, I feel overwhelmed, dunno where to find the strength, probably in the people around that support me so much.

Yeah, I'm wondering, will I find peace again, will I succeed, will I be the best mom for my babies.

Moving sands. I'm not used to them yet.

But maybe the worst was to walk on secure lands.
 Then you forget how to get your balance, maybe.

I want... (she wants)... to dream deep tonight.

Running girls, trying to catch up with the sun

I'm quite proud of our 6km race... we were, what 25.000 and arrived among the first thousand which is so cool. Best time was 22 minutes, we arrived all together at 36 minutes 35 seconds. It was raining (pavements were so slippery), I had to stop and fix a shoe (rolling eyes), and when I saw my babes, I kinda stopped to go to see them, they were SO proud!

I ran with Michelle and Nadège but I was also part of the team from Martin's company. And among the girls from the (big) company... I was the 2nd one! Right after one who runs very often, super trained!
I never run, or hardly (when in Brittany or Hamburg!)

haha!

The conspiracy theory

My subconscious and my body joined together and organised an evil conspiracy against me!
In the worst way, they tried (and so far succeeded) to force me to some kind of ugly laziness!!!


I was getting back to work (on my painting) on Thursday, when I washed a glass which was broken. I washed it quickly with much energy and strength in the movement. Perfect for a good clean scalp. 5 seconds later a nice bit (top middle part of my index) was lying on the sink. I know I try to make it sound horrible, but it was! lol ... I could see my tendon!!!!

It bled and bled and I took a a clean rag to press it around the finger. The devils asked me if I was going to die (told you it was tragic!)

I took the car with my bloody rag at the end of my finger and drove to join family, let the kids and found medical help. Nothing could be done, the flesh and skin were in my sink. Good, no needles involved. Oh just a needle for a vaccine later.

Anyway there's a nice hole on top of my finger and it hurts whenever I try to use my hand with pressure. I don't want to wear any bandage as recommended for 3 weeks, because when I changed it yesterday, it was stuck to the flesh and it felt really bad to take it off (me poor lil thing lol)


I could show you the wound, but hey I've not crossed that limit (*reality blog*) yet. :P

Been two days now I can't do anything because of that bloody finger! I can't do just "nothing"! No, life's short so that wound should better heal very quickly, I am like a lion(ess) in cage!

grmmmphhhh!!!