I love not coughing

I'm lovin' life now. That lingering sinus infection and all the coughing up of phlegm, spit, air and all the other stuff ... it ended last week for good. For awhile, I mean.

I can breathe without a second thought that I might start coughing incessantly again in a second. I can sleep at night without a drip from my sinuses to my throat. No more coughing at 4 a.m., hacking up enough to empty a box of Kleenex in two nights of "sleep."

it's nice to be normal again. I love it.

Lovin' Life ... not quite there

A good pal of mine just told me, well by IM, that he just finished another annual vacation trip. This year, he went to Las Vegas, San Francisco and the Philippines.

He's consistent about this. With a high-stress job, he likes big-fun trips. Vegas for gambling, San Fran for friends and family, and P.I. for more family. Me? I haven't been out of the state in five years and it's really starting to show. I'm so complacent about this routine, which is heavily oriented around my family. The routine has been in place for several years now, and I find it nearly impossible to leave town for more than a day or two because of my elderly mom's limitations.

I just get the feeling, between that situation and pulling out of some other great circles of activity and friends due to lack of time, that I'm just not loving life enough.

Love. It's about loving yourself, too. I gotta get back there one day.