Time is just flying so fast! Oh my gosh!!
I have been running since this morning from one thing to the other so that I will be able to go to a movie with my little tribe this afternoon for $5 Tuesday, and so that I can go to an appointment tonight.
I've been doing photo shoots, follow ups, videos, proposals, and still have not even had time to do my walk, yoga, or other things. My son's train was going to be at least 20 minutes late this morning, so I drove him down to Orem. I was happy to do so, but have reshuffled everything so that I could make it work. Running out of time is not my preferred way of doing things.
My oldest is in need of practicing a presentation with me before the movie, for a job interview he is having tomorrow. I think the rest of this week is probably going to be a race. Not only am I driving one son to and from the train station (and if need be school), but I will be getting the other to and from a specialist doctor appointment that is about an hour away tomorrow, cutting his hair, shopping to get him set up for his dorm room, getting ready for a garage sale and for my oldest to move into his dorms on Saturday.
I hope I can do it all. I'll find the energy and the time. My family always comes first. Exciting times.
I got this new pillow today. It's the most interesting and comfortable pillow I think I have ever seen. The outside has a nice texture that will not only be comfortable, but will also help to keep the pillow case on. It has a zipper so that you can remove filling if you need to, to make it so that you can customize the pillow to your needs, to your comfort level. Also, at 18 months, Infinite Moon will send you a pound of fill if you request it. That is just plain awesome! That way, if the fill gets smooshed too much, you can build it back up with some fresh stuff. I am so excited to sleep tonight!
I got the curved version of the pillow because of the way I sleep. I figured it would be nice for sleeping on my side. Again, I cannot wait to go to sleep. I am feeling drowsy just thinking of it.
It's been a tough time for the past year or so regarding sleeping comfort. It's all due to lack of a good pillow, because we just got our mattress replaced and it rocks!
I tried a bunch of different pillows, but none of them have been this comfortable, even from the beginning. I even tried trial periods of a pillow that you might say is the competitor for EverPillow, but does not even closely compare. I had to take that pillow back after just a night.
Sleep is where you recharge your batteries, so to speak. It's something that people cannot live without. When you don't get the right amount of solid sleep, you can have anxiety, depression, and other mental health conditions, or existing conditions can become worse.
You can also age in worse ways if you don't sleep well, or at least you will look really tired, makes your appearance older.
Sleep may sometimes be inconvenient, but it is necessary and we should all take better care to get enough so that we can better perform throughout our daily lives.
Now on with my day, so that I can at least get some yoga in. I think I do better at everything if I have my daily yoga. It should be something that everyone learns...I truly believe that.
Have a great day!
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So, I had to race a moving truck to get to Las Vegas before they did, since I didn't have a place to live there yet. I drove straight from Illinois to Nebraska, slept for about three hours and then drove to the Salt Lake Area. My mother was happy to go with me to Las Vegas to help me find an apartment.
While down in Vegas, we stayed at the Gold Coast Hotel & Casino. If you know Vegas, you know that was an old hotel, even in the '90s. Thus, it smelled like stale and fresh smoking tobacco and you know there were many secrets that were kept buried there.
We stayed in the biggest bed I have ever seen. It took up most of the room. Luckily, we didn't stay there for long. We were there just long enough for me to find an apartment. My mother probably thought that the smell was worse that I thought it was. After all, I was used to hanging out at bars and clubs.
It was sure nice of my mother to come with me so that I didn't have to race to find a place to live on my own.
We found an apartment that was brand new and on Tropicana Blvd. Yes, only a block from The Strip. At that time, things were just beginning to get built outside of town. It was close to work and had everything I needed. Things were booming at that point in Vegas. It seemed like the roads were new, the homes and apartments were new, and there were new portions of the city popping up everywhere, along with a plethora of dirt.
I started to work at my new job. It was with one of the top companies for convention booths in the country. They had offices in multiple states. This office was a rather small one in comparison, but in a great city for conventions.
The ladies I worked with were very nice. However, I didn't really fit in the same age and experience category as the receptionist gals, who were just graduated from high school. AND I didn't fit with the gals I was account executives with, who were in their thirties and fourties.
My boss wound up being a total pig. I had learned over the years not to take that crap and to say something when others were given the crap that a guy like that dealt as well. This place would be no different.
However, before I get to that, let me just say that Las Vegas is as sleazy as you would think it is. We would go to the convention center to meet our clients and would be met by guys outside who were carrying piles of leaflets with pictures of strippers, advertising strip clubs in town. The flyers would be blowing in the wind so that the same ones you saw at the convention center, you would also find near the office. Of course, now they advertise electronically, which is just as dirty but in another type of way.
It was really hard to get used to places being open 24 hours a day, as well as mini casinos in every store and gas station. As I later learned, the city was still being run by criminals who just did good deeds to cover up their crimes. Just like Chicago, Las Vegas was born from murder and under-the-table dealings.
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