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Feb. 5th, 2016 10:32 amWent to bed early ish last night. Slept, and slept hard for a good 7 hours. Woke up, was up for about 30 before I decided this awake thing was too horrible to deal with, went back to bed for an hour. Surprisingly got everything except exercise done in the morning anyway. Which is slightly annoying because exercise is half of what gives me energy for the day but I'll muddle through.
And because this week wasn't stressful enough, the braintwin got her elbow broken by the ice last night so we all spent an evening either vicariously or in person yelling at the urgent care who took a fucking hour and a half to see someone in debilitating pain. Good job, urgent care. Brilliantly done.
I think it might be a result of the lack of exercise, but today is also one of those days when I'm feeling incredibly overwhelmed by all the things I have to do. I guess the plus side is, I'm not letting this stop me? I have to take a second every task or so to breathe and stop myself from freaking out and remind myself to do the next thing, and in such ways do things get done. Plus some of it might be the fact that I needed lunch, which yes, I did get. But there's still quite a bit of oh my god I have all this crap to do how am I ever going to finish it on time and so on and so forth. This is a great mood to be in at work.
One thing at a time. This, generally, is how things get done. Unless it's working on stuff like labeling or something while EdX videos play in the background in which case it's two things at a time. Unless it's working on stuff and taking occasional bites of a food and listening to EdX videos in the background in which case it's three things at a time. But you know what I mean.
(I still don't want to go to the roda this weekend. I was looking forward to it but now I don't want to go, I just want to curl up and spend the entire weekend fucking off and reading. Which of course would not in the slightest help my oh god I have too much shit to do, but there it is.)
Good news. I had some good news laying around here somewhere, I know it. The boy got the catboxes cleaned and changed, I think, that's good news in the sense that now I don't have to do it, which for several months I was the only one doing it. The potentially good stuff I can't talk about remains potentially good stuff I can't talk about. I'm doing good in capoeira. If I can avoid caterpillaring myself I'm doing good in other areas too. I have a shitpile of good books to read so I might skip or at least tone down this month's book budget spending. And. And other good small things are going on behind the scenes.
Now I just have to survive my brain and my adrenal glands trying to kill me, which first involves finishing a couple things I have in process. Like online courses since work continues to be slow as fuck. One step at a time, self. This is not unmanageable, this is just one step at a time.
And because this week wasn't stressful enough, the braintwin got her elbow broken by the ice last night so we all spent an evening either vicariously or in person yelling at the urgent care who took a fucking hour and a half to see someone in debilitating pain. Good job, urgent care. Brilliantly done.
I think it might be a result of the lack of exercise, but today is also one of those days when I'm feeling incredibly overwhelmed by all the things I have to do. I guess the plus side is, I'm not letting this stop me? I have to take a second every task or so to breathe and stop myself from freaking out and remind myself to do the next thing, and in such ways do things get done. Plus some of it might be the fact that I needed lunch, which yes, I did get. But there's still quite a bit of oh my god I have all this crap to do how am I ever going to finish it on time and so on and so forth. This is a great mood to be in at work.
One thing at a time. This, generally, is how things get done. Unless it's working on stuff like labeling or something while EdX videos play in the background in which case it's two things at a time. Unless it's working on stuff and taking occasional bites of a food and listening to EdX videos in the background in which case it's three things at a time. But you know what I mean.
(I still don't want to go to the roda this weekend. I was looking forward to it but now I don't want to go, I just want to curl up and spend the entire weekend fucking off and reading. Which of course would not in the slightest help my oh god I have too much shit to do, but there it is.)
Good news. I had some good news laying around here somewhere, I know it. The boy got the catboxes cleaned and changed, I think, that's good news in the sense that now I don't have to do it, which for several months I was the only one doing it. The potentially good stuff I can't talk about remains potentially good stuff I can't talk about. I'm doing good in capoeira. If I can avoid caterpillaring myself I'm doing good in other areas too. I have a shitpile of good books to read so I might skip or at least tone down this month's book budget spending. And. And other good small things are going on behind the scenes.
Now I just have to survive my brain and my adrenal glands trying to kill me, which first involves finishing a couple things I have in process. Like online courses since work continues to be slow as fuck. One step at a time, self. This is not unmanageable, this is just one step at a time.