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Mar. 10th, 2014 11:24 amI feel like life is spiraling out of control. I know I need to give up some of my perfectionist tendencies - it's not helpful and just hurts me and my kids - but I can't yet.
I'm reading more and trying to remember to do things that are fun and relaxing. I'm trying to remember to be gentle with myself. Self-compassion and knowing that just because I messed up, I'm not a terrible person. I just need to learn and grow and not make the same mistake again.
Good things. Not bad things.
The den is still reasonably clean. I think this is the first time it's gone an entire week and not been a disaster area by the end. The TV room was actually reasonably clean, too. The kids' rooms are a mess, as is the kitchen. I did something like 7 loads of clothes over the weekend, and actually got it all folded and put away before bed yesterday. That's a small miracle.
Ox has FIVE WORDS! "Uh-unh" (No), "Bubbles", "Oops", "Red", "Thx" (thanks). I'm pretty sure he also is trying to say "Yellow", but it's tricky.
My left wrist is better today than yesterday. I wore my brace for most of the day because it was really hurting. I think it started to twinge after I told teacher M that I'd like to zil for Newer Dancer Night in 2 weeks. Not sure what I was thinking, but okay.
I have my Muppet stuff for dance again. I regret nothing.
I got a haircut on Saturday. It's way more layers than I expected, but cute. I can see under my bangs again, which is always a very good thing.
The time change has messed up all of us. My phone (aka, my alarm clock) was fine when I went to bed, but lapsed back an hour by this morning. Apparently, it thought I was both in Denver and in need of more sleep. I got to work late, but didn't miss anything.
I can rehenna my hand this afternoon. And apply some springy nail polish. This will help me feel pretty and more like myself.
I have Wonder Woman, 2 Minions, and a Devil Girl on my desk. They all offer various suggestions when I'm on a belligerent call where customers are insisting that I tell them best practices for an area not my own. They don't want to ask the right person! That's just crazy talk, apparently.
The audio book for The Night Circus is just as magical and even more heart-wrenching than the book. I'm having to take it slower than I read it, which is letting me enjoy the words and feel the environment more. I'm an hour and a half from the end and Marco and Celia are about to ask a question. Cool stuff.
I have Aleve and really good chocolate in my desk drawer. I can take a walk and get some lunch. I have new pictures of the kids to put around my desk and office. I have dance class tonight. I've been drinking too much lately, but it's let me try some really good beer and cider. I started wearing my fitbit again and tracking on habitrpg. The world would not be a better place were I not in it. I can keep taking my meds and keep taking the little steps every day to move forward with life.
Hungry and headachy means I'm sad and grumpy. Let's go fix both those things.
I'm reading more and trying to remember to do things that are fun and relaxing. I'm trying to remember to be gentle with myself. Self-compassion and knowing that just because I messed up, I'm not a terrible person. I just need to learn and grow and not make the same mistake again.
Good things. Not bad things.
The den is still reasonably clean. I think this is the first time it's gone an entire week and not been a disaster area by the end. The TV room was actually reasonably clean, too. The kids' rooms are a mess, as is the kitchen. I did something like 7 loads of clothes over the weekend, and actually got it all folded and put away before bed yesterday. That's a small miracle.
Ox has FIVE WORDS! "Uh-unh" (No), "Bubbles", "Oops", "Red", "Thx" (thanks). I'm pretty sure he also is trying to say "Yellow", but it's tricky.
My left wrist is better today than yesterday. I wore my brace for most of the day because it was really hurting. I think it started to twinge after I told teacher M that I'd like to zil for Newer Dancer Night in 2 weeks. Not sure what I was thinking, but okay.
I have my Muppet stuff for dance again. I regret nothing.
I got a haircut on Saturday. It's way more layers than I expected, but cute. I can see under my bangs again, which is always a very good thing.
The time change has messed up all of us. My phone (aka, my alarm clock) was fine when I went to bed, but lapsed back an hour by this morning. Apparently, it thought I was both in Denver and in need of more sleep. I got to work late, but didn't miss anything.
I can rehenna my hand this afternoon. And apply some springy nail polish. This will help me feel pretty and more like myself.
I have Wonder Woman, 2 Minions, and a Devil Girl on my desk. They all offer various suggestions when I'm on a belligerent call where customers are insisting that I tell them best practices for an area not my own. They don't want to ask the right person! That's just crazy talk, apparently.
The audio book for The Night Circus is just as magical and even more heart-wrenching than the book. I'm having to take it slower than I read it, which is letting me enjoy the words and feel the environment more. I'm an hour and a half from the end and Marco and Celia are about to ask a question. Cool stuff.
I have Aleve and really good chocolate in my desk drawer. I can take a walk and get some lunch. I have new pictures of the kids to put around my desk and office. I have dance class tonight. I've been drinking too much lately, but it's let me try some really good beer and cider. I started wearing my fitbit again and tracking on habitrpg. The world would not be a better place were I not in it. I can keep taking my meds and keep taking the little steps every day to move forward with life.
Hungry and headachy means I'm sad and grumpy. Let's go fix both those things.
