Happy Friday the 13th! We’ve survived another week of 2020, congratulations y’all. It’s been a long week and I am worn out and facing another weekend of work as I try to figure out the CDC’s reporting for our Point of Care Antigen testing and we brace for the pending 3rd wave of Covid-19 which is definitely building. So tonight I am going to choose to find a few things to be grateful for this week:
My family, my sister is a public school teacher and her life and work is no picnic right now; but she called to check on me tonight.
I am grateful that thus far my family has been safe and healthy, there are a few of us that are in the direct firing line of Covid-19.
I am grateful that right now we have the supplies we need.
As a nursing home administrator I am extremely grateful I don’t live or work anywhere near the gulf coast so I don’t have to worry about Covid and hurricanes at the same time.
My soft comfy bed that is calling my name.
Whole Foods Curbside pick up
The magic of a Hallmark movie, there’s no way any self respecting hospital would allow a nurse to take 2 weeks off at Christmas but I love make believe and happy endings.
Friends that can make you laugh even when they’re in Kansas City and Montana.
The team I am fortunate to lead that just doesn’t quit, they are true healthcare heroes.
I am grateful I am done with the list so I can attend to item #5!
Good evening Friends! We are very close to surviving another week of 2020, Yay Us! I am starting to enjoy this little project of mine, posting on my blog everyday in November for anyone that is late to the party. I am paying more attention to what happens in my day and how I feel, not just pushing through the day. How often do we just move through the day going from one task to the next without stopping to be present and in the moment. Today I was on a work call when I got the news that two of my peers were moving up the corporate ladder, this will make the 3rd this year. I can’t say that I blame them, life in long term care is pretty challenging. I have to confess that I felt a little pain of jealousy, they hadn’t been in the job as long as I had; why were they moving up and on and not me?
Why were they moving up and on and not me? I thought about it for a few seconds and then reminded myself of the vision I had when I was in Colorado. That vision did not include moving to Michigan, Florida, Maryland, New Jersey and definitely not Houston. While maybe a new fancy title would have been the goal once upon a time I can safely say that’s no longer the end game. I recognize that while my vision does include eventually being able to travel a lot more and being able to spend a lot more time in Colorado; I am right where I am supposed to be. My goals, my dreams, my wishes have changed. The things I used to value have changed. That’s not to say that a shiny new title is out of the question. I just need to fully flesh out what the vision is and the steps I need to take to get there. I need to decide exactly what I want and then ask for it.
I remember growing up I never really had a clear picture of what my life would be. I knew I wanted to live in the big city, I really wanted a BMW and was all about labels and brands; hello Coca-Cola Shirts, Swatch Watches and Keds. And now, well I do live in the big city, and I drive a sweet, bright red Volvo that got better ratings than the BMW, and I have a few labels in my closet; but really I am more interested in experiences, time with family, friends and time outdoors. But I never had a clear picture of a house with a partner and 2.5 kids, things just sort of happened to point me in the direction I needed to go. But now? Now I am finding it easier to see the life I want to live in the future. I know I don’t want to make the sacrifices that are necessary to climb the corporate ladder and honestly I love my community and my team and the work I do, not everyone is meant for life in long term care. It feels really good to know and understand where I am right now in life and that I am starting to piece together the road map for many more new adventures. Now I have to do some hard work, I need to spend more time fleshing things out, building the vision and how I will get there. I hope you are able to dream, to wish and to dare to reach for new things. It’s never too late, you’re never too old and it’s never going to be the absolute right time so let’s get to work.
I have a secret that I’ve been planning to share here and while I haven’t really thought this through I can’t think of anything else to write about tonight and I need a break from talking and thinking about Covid. Also I saw a post from another writer imploring people to be brave and share their stories because you never know who needs to hear that they are not alone. So let’s delve into the dark, deep secrets of Jen Fox… I have gained some weight. While it’s not really 19lbs I refer to it as my, “Covid-19.” There’s really no secret to why I’ve gained weight; I’m in my mid 40’s, my life has been a veritable pressure cooker since mid March with a pretty steady stream of Cortisol pumping through my system and well food is my primary drug of choice. So there you go there’s my bombshell for the evening.
To be honest, I want to lose weight, I don’t like the way my body feels or looks. I know what to do; I own almost every diet book ever written and I had a pretty successful career as a Weight Watchers Leader back in the day; but it’s just not that easy. I am working on being kind to myself and accepting and loving my body where it is, but again it’s hard. Hard when you have to buy a bigger size of pants, hard when you know how you can feel and look. It’s hard to convince your brain that you don’t really need that 5th Chicken Mini because you only planned for 4 and are you really hungry or are you tired, stressed, and maybe a bit thirsty?
I realize that my standing routine of running 3 ish miles in the morning is not enough to get my metabolism going and that really it’s about what I put in my mouth; pro tip Ritz Crackers with mayonnaise are not the route to weight loss. Over the past 3 months my weight has bounced around by about 3-5 lbs, I am happy that I seem to have found a set point and I am not going past that point. But now I am ready, probably at the worst possible time, to start getting that set point to move in a downward trajectory. I am tired of my pants not fitting, of not feeling good about how I feel and how I look (vain maybe but it’s true), I also want to find some better coping mechanisms and to learn from this process. To learn more about myself and to dig in a little deeper. I want to be strong and healthy and I want to learn to love and accept my body no matter what the scale says.
So here we go, I am going public with my goal, I want to lose 25lbs so I can continue to be active and healthy, to feel good and look good! I’ll share more about the approach I am taking and promise to post updates here. I think going public with this journey might just be the nudge I need to dig in and get this done. So here we go!
Does anyone really know what time it is? Actually I am having trouble tracking my days, its been awhile since I’ve had to work more than 6 days in a row (for which I am grateful) and I am all kinds of confused today. I was shocked to figure out it was only Tuesday at the end of the day, Tuesday! Anyway, I am happy to report that I am still here, still writing and managed to leave work before 7pm! Yay Me! I also managed to get a grocery order in and picked up; pro tip you can buy wine from Whole Foods with Prime and they bring it right to your car, very convenient, prepped myself a healthy lunch for tomorrow and did a 10 minute yoga for bedtime routine; I am killing it. Except my apartment is a mess, my dog thinks the staff at the Pet Suites is her real family, and I don’t even know where to start with the pile of binders and paper on my desk at work.
This quote was the basis for the Daily Calm meditation today and I thought it was very appropriate for the week or weeks I am having. It is very easy to get mired down in all of the bad, so I want to take an opportunity to acknowledge and see the good:
1) Covid has caused my world to shrink, but I’ve also had the opportunity to open up to new possibilities and ideas.
2) Our challenges this week have shown us where we need to tighten up our processes and do a better job of communicating. Perhaps the lessons learned from this relatively small outbreak will help us prevent a larger outbreak later on down the road.
3) I’ve had more time to spend with my Mom, Sister and Niece; but I am really missing my niece and nephew up in Oklahoma.
4) I now realize that I love being outdoors and its time stop thinking about someday and just go out and do the things I want to do.
5) I work for a company that provides us with the supplies and resources we need to manage an outbreak effectively. I can trust that I will have what I need to keep my residents and staff safe, and I realize I am very fortunate that Erickson Living has put the health and safety of its employees and residents over profit this year. I know others are not so lucky.
6) I ‘ve been forced to assess what is really important to me and for the first time ever, I really want to plan for the future and take control, not just let life happen.
7) I am grateful I made the decision to move closer to where I work, where my Mom lives and where my sister and brother in-law live, I appreciate a having a much shorter commute and not having to deal with traffic on 75 everyday.
8) I now value the ability to step outside and breathe without restriction, those of you that work in N95s will definitely understand how good it feels to step outside, take your mask off and take a good deep breath.
9) My team has cultivated a very special environment at work, one in which our family members trust us, value the work we do and support us. I hear time and time again from family members how much they appreciate what we are doing for them and for their family members and we continue to navigate through some choppy waters. But we laid the foundation long before Covid hit and that has made all the difference in the world.
10) I am grateful tonight that I am where I am, I know it is where I am supposed to be right now and I can’t describe how good that feels. I know that might be an odd statement to make when I’ve started talking about planning for the future; but it’s true. I think the ability to understand and appreciate this feeling makes planning for the future possible. Regardless, I am grateful that I am where I am.
Stay safe out there friends! Wash Your Hands and Where Your Mask!
I don’t have much to say tonight, it was a long and busy weekend of work thanks to Covid; that just bleed right on over into Monday. I am tired and need some sleep, but first I wanted to share a few thoughts.
I don’t care who you voted for, here’s one thing I know for sure – Covid -19 is not a hoax, it is very real, so real that the current administration continues to enforce stringent regulations and restrictions on long term care facilities. I just wish everyone could come and experience the life my residents live, little to minimal contact with their family members, very little contact with their neighbors, 3 meals a day served to you in your room in disposable containers, everyone around you in masks and varying forms of PPE. If the Covid doesn’t get them the isolation and accompanying depression and decline will. My own family’s experience is that Mom has only seen her sister once since March and I’ve not seen my aunt since February as the case counts continue to rise in Oklahoma. I don’t mean to be a downer here, but this is my story and my journey and right now I am back in the swamp that is Covid-19.
I still remember the first time a resident tested positive for Covid, I was devastated. We had worked so hard to follow all of the rules, pulled up the drawbridge, battened down the hatches, and laid in our surplus of supplies. We had done everything right, but yet someone tested positive. I still remember crying in the car on my way to go pick up Eloise, feeling like I had failed. Little did I know that I would experience losses and challenges that would make my first brush with Covid pale in comparison. Now, while it angers me that we’ve had an exposure and I wonder, I am almost numb to the experience; almost. I almost don’t care about the results of our infection control surveys, but at the end of the day I do care. It pains me to tell family members that their loved one tested positive, I worry. I worry about me, I worry about my staff, I worry about the residents. I can’t help it.
It is hard. It’s emotionally and physically draining. So tonight I am proud of myself for coming home and still doing the dishes, cleaning the litter box, and getting the clean sheets on the bed. I am proud of myself for taking a few minutes to keep my writing streak alive, for returning my sister’s phone call, and doing 5 minutes of legs up the wall (google it if you’re not a runner.) I need to tell myself that I am doing a good job, I am good at what I do, and I am hear for a reason and grateful that I was directed to the community I’ve worked at over 5 1/2 years ago. I think it is important to be your own cheerleader sometimes.
So with that I must wish you all a good night, it is way past my bedtime and there is no way to know what surprise are in store tomorrow.
Wear your mask, practice physical distancing and wash your hands!
Tonight I need to feel a little hope and to sense that there is some good in the world. I spent the day at work navigating through yet another infection control survey from my friends at the Texas Department of Health and Human Service Commission, our state regulatory agency. I’ve lost track of how many infection control surveys we’ve been through since Covid hit. I wish I could describe what its like to work in long term care right now, State and Federal regulations that seem to constantly change, residents that just want their lives to go back to normal, staff screenings, staff testing, family members that don’t follow the rules, continued vilification of the industry you work in by the media. I love what I do and the only real change I would make would be the ability to spend more time in Colorado, but I can’t for the life of my fathom why anyone would willing choose to become a Nursing Home Administrator in today’s environment. Sorry, that’s just where my head is and I know that I need to change that mindset. So tonight I am turning back to my trusty partner and present tonight’s gratitude list:
I am grateful that despite 2 employees testing positive for Covid this week, all of my resident and other employees are negative, safe and reasonably healthy.
I am grateful that I have a small crew at work that I consider my ride or dies – when I put out the call for help on a Sunday, they show up without question and I couldn’t do it without them.
Great oratory, I truly appreciated President Elect Biden’s speech last night and I do have hope for our country. (Sorry not sorry this is my blog.)
I am grateful that two years ago someone did not pay their deposit on a sweet, little corgi puppy and that I was able to claim Eloise the Blue Corgi as my own.
I am grateful for the staff at the Pet Suites Murphy – Eloise has grown up with them and I love how they care for her. If you are in the Far East Plano Suburbs I highly recommend them for doggy day care and boarding.
I am grateful for a good run this morning, a good run just makes the day better.
Comfy Ugg Slippers and being in my PJs before 7:00 pm.
My sweet, red Volvo now has a tow hitch, let the adventures begin.
Friends that talk you off the conspiracy theory ledge.
Drinking a Tank 7 (one of the best beers ever from Boulevard Brewing Co. in KC) on November 7th.
Day 7! Hooray for me, 7 days of carving out a few minutes everyday to share my thoughts. I am a big fan of celebrating my successes and this is definitely a success for me. Some nights I just didn’t want to do it; I was tired, tapped out from the day, but allowing myself the option of a gratitude list has made all the difference. It’s also been fun to dip my toe back into my writing prompts. The unexpected benefit of this little challenge has been the connection with friends near and far. I’ve heard from so many of and I am so grateful and appreciative for your support, feedback and just dropping into my life of physical distancing to say Hi!
I want to go on a journey, I want to share my stories with all of you just like you share your stories and experiences with me. I want to go on a journey and while this is my journey and much if it is up to me to figure out, I don’t want to go on this journey alone. I saw a post on instagram recapping a talk that Stacy Abrams gave in NYC last year that really spoke to me today and I’m using it as my jumping off point for tonight’s post. She said, “1. Refuse to edit your ambition. If you edit your ambition, you do the work for them. 2. Don’t go it alone. Do something messy and more powerful. 3. Don’t forget the pain. The pain reminds us to wake up and try again.” (thank you @drlesko for sharing). I think this quote is appropriate for many of us on many levels. Here’s what spoke to me: “Don’t go it alone.” If I’ve learned nothing else in life, it’s that it is far better to share, to bring others along with you and to help them chart their own paths. I am successful at work because of the people I work with, they make me better and together we accomplish great things. I’d like to apply that philosophy to my personal endeavors so here we all are, I’m bringing you along on this truly messy journey.
Don’t edit your ambition! Hello… How many of us need this reminder? We shouldn’t try to make ourselves smaller or less than just to make others more comfortable or to try to fit into what we think others want us to be or should be. How often have I thought, I won’t post anything because who cares what I have to say, my words aren’t as important as someone else’s or who really cares about my 5 year plan or that I like to watch Hallmark Christmas movies. Here’s the thing, we have no idea who is watching what we do, who is waiting for someone to be brave, to break the mold, shatter the glass ceiling (Thank you Kamala!), to say hey you are not alone I want to do the same thing or I’m thinking or feeling the same thing. If we edit ourselves down just to fit some preconceived concept of who we are supposed to be, think or act we miss out on so much and others might miss out too.
Finally, Don’t forget the pain. 2020 has definitely been a year of pain for many of us. The pain is something that we can learn from, grow from and build from. Beautiful things grow from loss and destruction. I have definitely felt more than my fair share of pain this year, that pain has been both professional and personal and honestly I’ve been reluctant to share that pain. My go to status is to just push it all to the side and carry on because everything is fine. With each post I am working up the courage to write about some of those painful experiences, to explore what I’ve learned and to maybe start to heal.
Thanks for sticking with me for these first 7 days. I am grateful to have you all along on this journey and I promise to actually start to talk more about where I think I am headed. Tonight I am excited, hopeful and looking forward to the promise of a new day.
TGIF Friends! We survived another week in 2020, congratulations to all of us. Today has been a day. It’s late, I’m tired and slightly distracted by an episode of Schitt’s Creek so I am turning to my trusty bag of writing prompts for tonight’s post. I sincerely hope that you all are finding ways to break from the shit show that is our current electoral process and the prolonged pressures of Covid-19. My suggestion; listen to music that makes you feel good, spend some time outside, and connect with a friend or someone you love.
Tonight’s prompt is 25 Things About Me!
I love Laura Ingalls Wilder and the Little House on the Prairie books, in fact I just downloaded a book about the Long Winter. The Beautiful Snow, and I can’t wait to dive in this weekend.
I could happily survive on chips and salsa
I enjoy driving fast while listening to the Beastie Boys cranked up on the stereo
I’m in the market for a teardrop trailer
I am letting my hair go gray, no more color for me!
I want to be a writer when I grow up.
Last night I laid awake worrying that I am not feeding my overweight cat enough food.
I’ve learned that I don’t enjoy running races, I’d rather run because running makes me happy and I feel better when I run.
I worry that I’ll fall and hit my head and Eloise and Gracie will eat my body to survive.
I love Mary Oliver
I firmly believe that the “Best way to spread Christmas Cheer is to sing loud for all to hear.”
My work is hard, but I love what I do; but I am working on a 5 year plan that includes hitting the road and living in Colorado for at least part of the year.
Starbucks suckerd me in today with their offer of a “free,” cheap plastic cup
I love Christmas lights
I live alone, but I also manage to lose my socks
I own way too many pairs of running shoes
Most days, Eloise will only eat if I sit on the floor next to her and let her eat by hand
I wish I was capable of only eating when I am hungry
I want to hike the Grand Canyon
I am working up the courage to do a solo camping trip
This list is really hard to write tonight
Everytime we have a surveyor come into work, I ask my Mom to pray for us.
I am a born and bred United Methodist, okay I had a brief stint as a Presbyterian, but I keep a picture of the Virgin of Guadalupe at home and in my office, and I light a Virgin of Guadalupe candle each morning. I think every little bit helps.
I like to move every 2-3 years, but that doesn’t stop me from spending countless hours looking at homes for sale on Zillow and Redfin.
I’m very happy this list is complete, I’ve had a very long day dealing with all things Covid today and it’s time to head to bed. Good Night!
Today I want to try something different, today I am going to do a timed writing session using a prompt that I chose from my magical bag of writing prompts that Lauren Fleshman gave each participant during the Wilder Alumni Lab she hosted last year. The purpose of this challenge is to resurrect my writing practice so tonight I am going to do just that, practice. Honestly, left to my own devices I never seem to find time to write. I’ve tried a few guided on-line writing programs, but I eventually lose my way. The idea of this challenge is somewhat overwhelming tonight, but I am committed to seeing this through. And even though my inner critic is cringing inside I present to you a 10 minute free write based on the prompt, Instead of Giving Up:
Instead of giving up:
Instead of giving up, I choose to get out of bed and to keep moving forward. One step, one minute, one hour, one day at a time. The feeling of fear, the anxious thoughts were truly overwhelming; but my job was to figure out the next steps to understand a quickly changing environment and do what needed to be done to protect my residents and my staff from this unknown and unseeable threat known as Covid-19.
Instead of giving up I learned to shut down and turn the world off when I needed too, to find refuge and solace in tales of other people’s travels and adventures. To join their pateron groups, follow their YouTube channels and start to dream of a day when I too could camp out underneath the stars, through-hike the Colorado Trail or the PCT or any of the long trails really, to pack up my life in a tiny RV and hit the road.
Instead of giving up, I pushed forward and figured out if others could so could I. That I didn’t need to wait for a race or a group trip to plan my own adventure. That all I really needed was a tent, the ability to start a fire and my own desire to set off into the world. To see life differently, to change my perspective on how I saw things and to not wait for the time and the circumstance to be just right, they will never be just right. We only grow older, accumulate more things, more debt, more sitting around, more wondering what if. If this Covid experience has taught me anything, it’s to never give up. To challenge conventional thinking, to stop saying one day and to start saying today. Today I will go for a hike, today I’ll choose to buy less stuff, watch less TV, spend less time on Social Media and go out and make the life I want to live instead of saying some day…some day might never come.
Instead of giving up I choose to embrace new challenges, to be open to possibilities and to never assume that I can’t do anything that I set my mind too.
So how are you all doing friends? I think now it is appropriate to say it’s okay to not be okay. 2020 is a year that just continues to hand out the hits. Here we are in the middle of the mess that could only be a Presidential Election in 2020. I keep wondering what lessons are we supposed to be learning from this collective experience of living through a global pandemic and the toll that 2020 seems to be taking on all of us. I can’t begin to express or understand all that many are feeling tonight as we wait to see how this latest chapter will end. I won’t even begin to try.
Instead I am going to stick to my nightly gratitude list, while I continue to sketch a more detailed post on where I am in life. I hope that this evening you are still able to find something good in the day. Today I am grateful for:
I am grateful for renewed connections with old friends
That social media can bring people together when used properly
The brilliance of Schitt’s Creek, yes I am taking a break from my Hallmark Christmas Movies tonight
That even though I made mistakes today, I get to try again tomorrow
A good yoga practice
Colleagues that continue to inspire and amaze me
A good salad for dinner
The miracle of making beans in the insta pot
I have a good job, and while it can be stressful I love my work