OK.... warning, this could be a very long post! LOL (there, now you can't say you weren't warned). First thing.... OMG!!!! Hope you all are sitting down.... H mowed the grass!!!!!!!!!! I know, right? My counselor suggested letting it go to see how long it would take for him to do it, I told him I didn't know if I could do that, because it would drive me crazy letting it get long, and I was just about to be like screw it, I'm mowing. I didn't even notice he had done it until I got upstairs and looked out the window! I had already thanked him for fixing the garage door, which he told me was not a big deal. I went back downstairs and told him I had just noticed he mowed the grass and told him how much I appreciated it. So they seem like good things..... but expectations are still firmly planted at zero.
Now, the hippie wedding, which was awesome, but still a wedding and my first one without H there, so it was hard (but hey his loss!). I did not wear flowers in my hair or strum a guitar (but had I thought of the flowers I would have totally done it). There were several people there strumming guitars and singing though.... The bride wore a traditional wedding dress, her girls wore cotton sundresses and flip flops. The guys all wore cargo pants, flip flops and tie dye shirts, the groom had on a different tie dye shirt. The person marrying them wore cargo shorts and a white t-shirt. They did burgers and dogs on the grill, and it was pot luck so everyone brought something. My friend and I stayed for the camp out, which I'm glad we did, it was super awesome!!! Of course there was a lot of alcohol involved. lol Funny, I'm not a big drinker, but the last two months I've been drinking 3 times (don't worry I'm not becoming an alcoholic). They had a big bonfire too! Gotta love a campfire!!! It was just a great time, and I really did need it. It was very relaxing, I'm glad I went and stayed the night.
Ok.... so, today, which I wanted to post about earlier but ran out of time. We are having a week of training at work and today we had to do to some team building stuff, you know trust activities, etc. Well we got the opportunity to climb something called the Alpine Tower (it's 50 feet high). I was determined to get to the top despite my fear of heights.... I told myself all last week I was going to do it no matter how hard it was. So I got all harnessed up and started my climb, it was way more terrifying then I expected. I got about half way and my rope kept getting caught so I said screw this and gave up, despite my co-workers cheering me on. So I was watching everyone else at that point only 2 of my co-workers made it to the top. I decided I was going to try it again, but from the other side, where there was nothing for my rope to get caught on. Attempt 2, I started the climb, praying the entire way. I had to stop a few times to catch my breath and plot my next move. I was literally inches from the top and I could not pull myself up, my arms were like yeah right Heather, we are done, nice try, and I couldn't figure out where to grab to pull myself up. So I yelled down to my co-worker who was controlling my rope that I couldn't do it, I didn't have any strength left. She wouldn't let me give up. I took a break and prayed so hard for strength because I really, really, really, wanted to get to the top, it was something I just had to do. At this point my supervisor had made it to the top and she came over and helped show me how to place my hands. With one final effort of God given strength.... I DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I climbed to the top of the Alpine tower!!! I was so freaking excited, proud, happy..... it was metaphorical.... I cried a little sitting at the top.... luckily my supervisor has a vague idea of what is going on in my life because I briefly told her a few weeks ago when I randomly burst into tears at my evaluation (at that time she told me she had no idea, and I do a good job of keeping my work and personal life separate. She's new, I've only had her as a supervisor for a couple of months, it took time to build trust). Anyway, sitting up there she told me what a good job I did, and see look how strong you are, you can do anything! I said yeah, I'm beginning to realize that, hence the tears (I'm an emotional girl, they were good tears!). I guess the point of this story is I grew a little today..... and faced a fear. I may not be able to move tomorrow, LOL, but it was TOTALLY worth it!!!!
