weekend, monday, and depression
Oct. 21st, 2013 03:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabineOnce again, I'm sitting at work trying to fend off an anxiety/panic/depressive attack. I'm pretty sure my brain is out to get me. Instead of writing emo poetry, I'm shopping online and trying to do a weekend recap.
Friday - Came home from work. Collapsed. Am an extremely boring person these days. Feel bad about it, but can't do much. Oh, I ran my "choreography" a couple times, just to remember that it's a 6-minute song and breathing is good.
Saturday - Went and got my hair cut. I thought I'd make it back for the 2nd half of Emi's final soccer game, but didn't. Both kids were apparently melting down the whole time. The WHOLE time. Got home, started cleaning up the house. Also did my makeup. Also made sure all costume bits and emergency supplies were in the dance bag.
My MiL came up to watch the kiddos for the evening. We pointedly did NOT tell Emi where we were going, so she was totally cool with staying home with Grandma. Ox was sad about us going, but little dude likes going to bed early, so he was okay with it, too.
The hafla was very fun. I need to watch the video to figure out exactly what I did during my performance of Ookla the Mok's "Suprema Lex". Downwood assures me that I did a really good job, lots of audience connection, and energy. I have no idea. My classmates all performed incredibly lovely, awesome pieces. Tribal A's troupe...FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHY WERE TWO OF THEM CHEWING GUM DURING IT?! Also, it really seemed like Tribal A has her troupe just to give herself some backup dancers...and doesn't choreograph to their level, but hers. I'm still grateful I'm my teacher's dance daughter, not someone else. I probably would have given up or gotten stagnant and bored long, long ago.
After the hafla, we went out to Perkins for late dinner and catching up. We texted a friend via Facebook and told him to meet us there. It was very fun, lots of laughing, and kind of nice to be eating out without worrying about allergies or who's getting bored or what.
Sunday - Tried to sleep in. Kids. Had a dance hangover all day. Just totally tired, no energy, couldn't wake up, felt very BLEH. Eventually I roused myself enough to do Mt St Laundry and make some good food for dinner. I baked four separate things - plain roasted squash, squash/apple/cranberry compote, apples & sugar, and meatballs. I also threw the last couple apples from the Giant Bag into a pan to make some apple sauce. To round out the meal for everyone but Ox, I sauteed some turkey tenderloins with onions, garlic, and tart apples. Really tasty, really simple.
Today - Work. Tired. Sad. Staff meeting. Work. Looking forward very much to RH's shindig tonight. I have a hat to cover and trim and a xstitch project if I get done with the hat. I may go to the grocery store. I may go to the fabric store to find feathers. Don't know. Having problems caring.
Light box is on (again). Need more tea. Also need pronouns. Not sure where those went. Need fewer sentence fragments. Or more. Not sure.
Friday - Came home from work. Collapsed. Am an extremely boring person these days. Feel bad about it, but can't do much. Oh, I ran my "choreography" a couple times, just to remember that it's a 6-minute song and breathing is good.
Saturday - Went and got my hair cut. I thought I'd make it back for the 2nd half of Emi's final soccer game, but didn't. Both kids were apparently melting down the whole time. The WHOLE time. Got home, started cleaning up the house. Also did my makeup. Also made sure all costume bits and emergency supplies were in the dance bag.
My MiL came up to watch the kiddos for the evening. We pointedly did NOT tell Emi where we were going, so she was totally cool with staying home with Grandma. Ox was sad about us going, but little dude likes going to bed early, so he was okay with it, too.
The hafla was very fun. I need to watch the video to figure out exactly what I did during my performance of Ookla the Mok's "Suprema Lex". Downwood assures me that I did a really good job, lots of audience connection, and energy. I have no idea. My classmates all performed incredibly lovely, awesome pieces. Tribal A's troupe...FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WHY WERE TWO OF THEM CHEWING GUM DURING IT?! Also, it really seemed like Tribal A has her troupe just to give herself some backup dancers...and doesn't choreograph to their level, but hers. I'm still grateful I'm my teacher's dance daughter, not someone else. I probably would have given up or gotten stagnant and bored long, long ago.
After the hafla, we went out to Perkins for late dinner and catching up. We texted a friend via Facebook and told him to meet us there. It was very fun, lots of laughing, and kind of nice to be eating out without worrying about allergies or who's getting bored or what.
Sunday - Tried to sleep in. Kids. Had a dance hangover all day. Just totally tired, no energy, couldn't wake up, felt very BLEH. Eventually I roused myself enough to do Mt St Laundry and make some good food for dinner. I baked four separate things - plain roasted squash, squash/apple/cranberry compote, apples & sugar, and meatballs. I also threw the last couple apples from the Giant Bag into a pan to make some apple sauce. To round out the meal for everyone but Ox, I sauteed some turkey tenderloins with onions, garlic, and tart apples. Really tasty, really simple.
Today - Work. Tired. Sad. Staff meeting. Work. Looking forward very much to RH's shindig tonight. I have a hat to cover and trim and a xstitch project if I get done with the hat. I may go to the grocery store. I may go to the fabric store to find feathers. Don't know. Having problems caring.
Light box is on (again). Need more tea. Also need pronouns. Not sure where those went. Need fewer sentence fragments. Or more. Not sure.
