As for me, well I could whip up one hell of a long Woohoo post this week. One, because I haven't been able to blog in forever. Or as my daughter says, foooorrrreeeevvvveeeerrrr. To get the full effect you'll just have to imagine the hint of teenage angst in my voice, and throw in a slow eye roll for extra measure. Second, because I have a lot to be grateful for as of late.
Last month I popped my 'no surgeries' cherry and had sinus surgery. The recovery was a bit harder than I expected, physically and emotionally. Once I finally started to feel a bit normal, I came down sick. I started to kick that bug, had a couple decent days, and then came down with the flu from hell. So, today I'm woohooing for FINALLY starting to feel better. I'm afraid I'm going to jinx it here by celebrating things like, oh, actually being able to get out of bed, go an entire day without a nap, and generally not feeling like shit at all times...maybe I'll rub a rabbits foot and throw some salt over my shoulder - just in case.
Next, I have to woohoo for my amazing husband. I really think that word is too often overused, or inappropriately used. There aren't many things that are, truly, amazing, I think, but people toss the word around like candy. In this case though, it's quite fitting. He has been absolutely amazing this last month. It's not easy for any husband/dad to take over all the wifely/mom duties, and throw on top of that taking care of the wife too for over a month. And I mean all the duties. I was completely useless for weeks. But he survived, the kids survived, and he did a wonderful job. I couldn't have made it without him.
I'm also woohooing for hope. Hope is a funny thing. It can hold you down, crushing you like a boulder, or it can lift you up, making you stronger than you thought possible. For me, it's lifting me up. For the first time in, I honestly can't say how many years, I'm hopeful to have a healthy year. I'm hopeful that my family will be closer and stronger than we've ever been. I'm hopeful because of the change I see in us, the direction we're going together, and I think it promises many great things for us this year. I'm hopeful that this year, I'll actually be able to let go of the guilt of writing, and stop thinking of all the other 'more important' things I should be doing. I'm hopeful to have faith in myself. My hope doesn't stem from the new year, or some silly resolution I'll never live up to. I don't buy into they hype of January 1st being the thing to change your life, I'm just buying into the changes growing in my life the last few months. Hope... it's a kind of nice thing when you haven't really felt it in a while.
Lastly, I'm woohooing for having an attached garage on our new house. Silly you might think, but oh my glob, is it ever a blessing. When there is a windchill of -10 degrees outside, the LAST thing I want to be doing is going outside for anything. But the kids have to go to school, and I am SO grateful to no longer have to go outside to get us into the car in the mornings - freezing my ass off while I try and get lil man in his car seat and fuss with the seat-belt around his puffy ass winter coat. All while that bitter, winter wind is slapping me in the face like I'm its bitch. Now, thank you God, I go from the mud room, to my car, without having to step outside at all. It's the little things in life sometimes that can make a girls morning.
Now, I'll pass the mic over to you. What are you woohooing about this week? Happy the holiday chaos is over? Making headway on a new WIP? Come on and share your woohoo's!