Monday, September 12, 2016

stress and a lack of fun

This summer, which, by the way, is now over, was the summer I became an insomniac. I slept an average of 5 hours per night, which is not enough for my brain and body. I have no idea why, be it travel, change in routine, crappy sleep habits, too much screen time or what...
Once work started up again in August, I started monitoring it more closely, and lo! I am at least getting 6-7 hours per night, which is about the best I can do right now, and a considerable improvement upon the summer's slumber.

Work has gone to hell, for a huge variety of reasons I'm too professional to go into here, at the moment. Maybe later, kids...suffice to say, I'm not digging the job, the schedule, the way things be. It's early in the school year, and I'm committed to riding it out, but the view from here means I'm thinking of taking transfer paperwork, to look around for another school site. I won't go into a transfer lightly; I'll do my homework, and research the hell out of any admin and school site I apply for. But I just don't want to feel like I don't have choices in how I work out my days.

Some good things...

I have been meditating, early in the mornings, when I first get up, using this little app on my phone to help me out. I like it. It's free, and friendly, and I like to think the effect is cumulative, and that over time, the stress will not take its toll, and I'll be able to roll with things.

I'm trying to get my share of outdoor time, exercise, St. John's Wort, to combat the slow creep of depression that comes with the shortening days. Meh. I have been running off and on, with recurring un-running-related complications: allergies, flu, ongoin rotator cuff issues. So I keep starting C25K over and over, going to the gym and running on the rubber track because it's still freakin' 93 outside each day! I'm hoping something breaks through, energetically, soon. The heat, it is oppressive.

This is not a happy post, I realize. I'm just trying to document how it feels to go through a doldrum period; the slog, the feeling of "is this all there is?"

I need to have some FUN, dammit.






Saturday, February 13, 2016

Knock-knock. Anybody home?

I am sitting in my office, amid a pile of shredding-to-do, recycling sorted, a box of things to head to the thrift store donation center, and a box of supplies to take to school. Deep in the clutterpurging hell, I have yet to turn a corner, but I know that will happen, with sustained effort.

February always finds me with renewed optimism. The temperatures outside may be cold, bitterly so, but the dark time of the year has been survived, once more, and I'm forging ahead with plans for spring, home improvement, yardening, summer travel, and all kinds of projects.

I have not blogged in over a year, I think. I still read blogs, but my main muse, these days, is Instagram, whose brief peeks into the lives of others pleases me. Facebook is a mire of political scuffle, reposts and addictive clickbait that just exhausts me. I seriously am considering a media fast, now that we've tipped over into both the pagan and Christian lenten season.

Events that did not get blogged last year:

1. I won a fleece in a raffle, processed it by myself at home, and spun it up. YouTube, helpful advice from experienced friends, and my own can-do spirit were instrumental in this project.

2. P and I went to Switzerland, Germany, and France in July for 10 days. Wonderful, expensive, and exhausting. Travel changes one's perspective, each trip layers another worldview onto my existing one, and I am grateful for the opportunity to get out of my box, periodically.

3. I took a solo roadtrip in June, driving up to VA for a week with my mother, and then on to visit dear friends in Richmond, Goochland, and DC. Ended the trip with several days spent with my sister, doing sisterly things.

4. I started running; using the app C25k, and actually ran in an 5k fun run this fall! I found out I love running, and even when it's hard, it makes me feel great.

5. While blowing leaves off my house this fall, I fell through the patio roof, fell 8 feet, landed on my elbow, and sprained my shoulder, tearing my left rotator cuff. An awful, painful injury, and one that I thought would require a surgery, but 2 months of physical therapy, after a month of rest and recuperation, and I'm close to normal again. I can do yoga, now, and am starting back with my runs.

6. I continue to celebrate the pagan sabbats with a local druid group, and am really enjoying learning about that path. Is it mine? Time will tell.

7. I'm spending this year buying NO new clothing, and NO yarn or spinning fiber, in an attempt to corral my consumerism. Doing a little bit of KonMari to my house; the process is slowslowslow and painful, but a healthy change.

There. That's the update. I hope to be back here more in 2016.