Maybe it’s because I’m a military brat and I’m still living in the same place. Been here six years, five in the same house.
Work is very frustrating. Three projects, all at deadends. All waiting on someone else’s input.
2.5 days of time off for the rest of the year.
Slept like crap last night, partially due to a new mouthguard I got last week to help with my temporal mandibular joint syndrome (TMJ) symptoms. My old nightguard was an upper-jaw one; I didn’t have to adjust to it at all. Slept like a rock the first time I wore it. But this new one goes on the lower teeth instead. It makes me drool like a madwoman and I spend the first 30 minutes of bedtime sucking spit while trying to fall asleep. In other words, I’m not used to it yet. All night long I woke up every thirty minutes.
I’m feeling sorry for myself. You know how on the personality tests they always ask you the questions about friends? “Would you rather have a few very close friends or a large circle of friends?” I’ve always answered “close circle” - today I feel like I have neither. I sponsored a party last Friday… people showed up, but none of the people I consider real friends. Saturday night we couldn’t get any of our “close friends” to go out to dinner with us… Today it feels like I have no friends.
I spent the weekend on my ass, playing Star Wars Galaxies. Poor doggie didn’t get to go on her long weekend walk we promised her months ago. And the choice to be lazy simultaneously sabotages weight loss.
This is all, of course, my own damn fault and I could change something to make it better.
Running when I get home tonight will be helpful. If only I don’t let myself talk myself out of it. I’m lazy to the core.
The “Beliefs” document I look at every day says:
I have embraced this statement in the past and I will again, but right now I have the blahs.
I’m feeling blah, too. It must be something in the air. Maybe it’s aliens trying to take over the world infecting us all with BLAH virus.
I need to finish my paper but have severe writer’s block. Writer’s blah block. So I’m sitting here in front of my computer, doing nothing, but feeling guilty about it. Blah.
I read “panther” as “partner”. And I thought, wait, she’s already married! Then my eyes returned to their rightful position in my head.
I don’t have a whole heck of a lot of friends, either. Mostly it doesn’t bother me, but sometimes I feel the exact same way you do. I don’t know if that helps, but just wanted you to know you’re not weird for feeling that way.
If this were me, I’d be wary that I’d flake on the run this evening. Do you think that’s a possibility? Can you wrangle up someone to meet you out there to “force” you to go?
scoutybaby! I’ve been away from my desk most of the week and just now saw your response.
It does make me feel better that I’m not the only person who feels this way… Although I’m feeling much better today than I was on Monday.
Didn’t run on Monday, as I feared, but I did run on Tuesday night. It felt good! First time I’ve run since my marathon on June 21. I ran again last night - the Torchlight 5K in downtown Minneapolis. It felt okay. Had Subway for dinner which I kept burping up… Ick.
For this weekend, I need to remember how good I feel when I pay attention to my goals. I will write down what I plan to accomplish on Saturday and Sunday, just like I do on the weekdays. When I do that, I will get to the end of the day on Sunday looking forward to the work week. What a great feeling that will be!
