Because it’s Friday AGAIN. And because traditions are important. In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
One hundred and eight of them.
Anyway. It’s Friday! Time to chicken.
Which, by the way, I protest as being thoroughly preposterous. Friday? There is no way whatsoever that Friday could be here again.
Clearly my calendar is full of the crazy. That is the only reasonable explanation I’m willing to accept.
The hard stuff
Soreasaurus mouse. I am one.
First the sore back from nightmares and thrashing around unhappily.
Then exacerbated by spending an entire day clearing out the Pirate Queen quarters at the Playground and doing way more heavy lifting than was good for me.
I’m sorry, sweet body of mine. That was not nice. You are right to be annoyed with me. I will try not to forget that we are twice as old as we are in my head.
Sadness and memories.
Worked through a lot of crap this week.
Old stuff. Getting closer to resolving some of it. Still not fun, though. Surprisingly.
Ayiiiii.
My gentleman friend’s car was run into (he was fine) in New Mexico, and the bill that we might or might not have to pay is exorbitant and depressing.
Trying to maintain faith that this will be taken care of and not by us.
The heat wave that will not end.
Enough. Really. I would like my brain back, please.
Airports!
We were at the airport way too many times this week.
And I always think that picking someone up won’t be a big deal but then it somehow devolves into chaos and absurdity.
Delays and miscommunications and we never remember to pack food and water because we never expect it to be an ordeal but then it is an ordeal.
Too many ordeals this week. I am done.
And just generally tired, cranky and ready to hide under a bed for a while.
Yes, well.
The good stuff
Yard sale fabulousness in our neighborhood. Score!
Oh, I bought the most perfect and delightful presents for my dear, sweet Playground. For practically nothing. Schnäppchen!
We are now the proud owners of two hobby horses, an assortment of alphabet blocks and puzzles, a pirate trunk and spiderman on a motorcycle.
Awesome. As were the thoroughly entertaining conversations that accompanied this.
Neighbors down the block: “Wow, so how old are your kids?” Me: “Huh?”
Even more shivanautical epiphanies. Hot!
I do Shiva Nata and then I have unbelievably brilliant ideas and then run around shouting gleefully about what a genius I am.
It is probably extremely annoying for everyone else in my life but oh the fun for me.
I did a smart thing.
Not letting Mack (the laptop, of course) stay home but instead having him sleep at the Playground.
Less internet-ing. More designated times and spaces for computerizing.
This was a very good thing.
Clarity and spaciousness and things like that.
Hugely energized from a session with Hiro, my sister-in-silliness-and-wonder, I performed minor miracles.
That is to say, I cleared out my office and the bedroom closet and entirely transformed the Pirate Queen Quarters at the Playground.
It took an entire weekend but it is making everything better.
Summer! It is so delicious I can hardly stand it.
The farmers market!
Peaches and nectarines. Blackberries! Cherry tomatoes and basil on my gentleman friends’s homemade sourdough bread.
Homemade cheeses.
Red pepper soup!
At least seven times a day I declare whatever it is I’m currently consuming to be the ambrosia of the gods and then I must immediately swoon again on the nearest fainting couch.
Jane!
My dear, sweet Jane, the friend I do not get to see nearly as often as I would like, was in Portland for THREE WHOLE DAYS and I got to monopolize her time completely.
So lovely.
Hope and trust.
The notion that one day I will be okay (and not just okay but ENTHUSIASTIC) about the having space that is just for me.
The idea that I will gleefully claim it and no longer be ambivalent and/or resentful about space and having it …
This is a hard thing for me right now, but feeling hopeful about it is really good.
Gigantic full moon plus porch swing plus blackberries.
Really, summer is blissful.
And … playing live at the meme beach house: it’s the Fake Band of the Week!
Yes, that’s a Stuism too.
My brother and I have this thing where we come up with ridiculous band names and then say in this really pretentious, knowing tone, “Oh, well, you know, it’s just one guy.”
This week I’m delighted to introduce you to:
Nubble Dots
This is from @butwait on Twitter. You will love this band. Of course that it’s really just one guy.
And … the not hard and not good but occasionally kind of accidentally hilarious.
So there’s this guy on Twitter who also goes by a name that sounds like mine but his has a second v.
And his friends are either not especially bright or not perceptive or both, because they are constantly tweeting things to me that are meant for him.
It is quite clear when this happens because my people do not (generally) misspell things in extravagant ways, nor do they (generally) say things to me about jesus or partying or partying with jesus.
So I know that a person who has just said something especially bizarre and nonsensical to me (but not the usual kind of bizarre and nonsensical that I would totally expect from say, you) will turn out to be one of the other Havi people.
Anyway, it happens all the time but for some reason this week it was more entertaining than usual.
That’s it for me …
And yes yes yes, of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments bit if you feel like it.
Yeah? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?
And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day and a restful weekend-ing.
And a happy week to come. Shabbat shalom.
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Ooh, Nubble Dots, my favorite! (I have a thing for dots.)
Hard:
– Ongoing sick dog issues. Not sick enough to go back to the vet, just sick enough to be a hassle.
– Many headaches.
Good:
– I finally read NVC. Coolness!
– Got accepted into the Beverly Hills art show this fall. Woo hoo!!
– Got lots of painting done this week. Go me!
.-= Barbara J Carter´s last post … Gearing up for the big art show =-.
Friday Chicken! These hards and goods are an assembly of the past weeks, in which I was inbetween jobs.
The hard.
– A good friend moved to another country, which is wonderful for her and creates another nice place to visit, but I’m sad about losing a close-by friend.
– The PhD committee members sent me their comments. They were thorough and require some more thinking and tweeking. At first it seemed an awful lot to take, because neither of them practice brevity and they rambled on for pages, but after sleeping on it and distilling their main points it was OK to handle and will make the thesis better.
– Mild nervosity about new job, starting next week, mostly related to unknowingness of new situation and people.
– The things left on the list of things I wanted and needed to do in this time. The most essential ones will have to happen in the next few days.
The good.
+ Visiting my friend in London. Lovely to spend time with her and I met many of her local friends, which were awesome people.
+ The resting. The sleeping. The de-stressing. Being social and secluded at the times I needed to be.
+ Started practicing non-sucky yoga. Discovering that my flexibility (remainders from years of dancing practice) is now pretty much limited to one or two directions. Loving the feel of actual blood circulation and warmth after practice.
+ This afternoon, 2 of my fashion minded friends are going to help me upgrade my wardrobe to suitable for business, but still me. I dislike shopping, but with their help and company I’m looking forward to it.
The hard:
Leaving the mountains on Sunday. I stepped out of the woods, looked at my car in the clearing, and then stepped back into the woods and sat down. And maybe cried. And said I’m not ready to leave, it’s not fair. 3 days and 18 miles and I wasn’t done. But I took my sadness and drove it home and told it we’d go back soon. And not the “soon” that people say when they mean “not soon at all” but the actual soon.
The good:
I made the executive decision to get up at 3:53 a.m. tomorrow to get back up to those mountains and get my feet pointed up hill. That makes my feet very happy. And the whole rest of me.
.-= seagirl´s last post … Ill Tell You About It Later =-.
Love the yard sale story. I get that same reaction when people see my rather sizable Pixar movie collection. “Why no, no I don’t have children”.
The Hard:
-School started back up this week. Inherently a good thing, but getting back into the swing of things has been quite the challenge.
-I’ve been unable to make a new post for my baby blog. Part of it has been blockage (I’ve deleted hundreds of words) coupled with time limitations. Some serious monster negotiation is needed on my part.
-There’s been no yoga and hardly any dance practice this week. My body feels like it’s stiffening up. I need to establish a firm schedule and get some time management up in here.
The Good:
-I’m on my way to being a Shivanaut!! I ordered a starter kit the other day, despite the little voice in my brain going, “Kid, what the hell are you doing?” I told it to hush because at the very least it’s going to be a good time.
-Along with my list of quirky talents (including amateur beat boxing and henna), I’ve decided to add the harmonica to the list. There’s something romantic about hanging out by your lonesome and playing the harmonica. Plus this just confirmed that I can have an awesome time hanging out with myself.
.-= Kaleena´s last post … Lost =-.
Oh what a week. That is all.
The Hard:
– Tired. Lots of tired that just won’t go away.
– Feeling fragmented and fractious and really not myself. Or more like – leave myself the hell alone please.
– Arguments and heatedness at work. ooof but this is the most challenging relationship I have EVER had, let alone a work relationship.
– Speaking of work – tumult and insanity and infighting and politics and I Do Not want to play.
– Tummy being a general bin bag and not working properly. Why tummy why?
– Finding out a friend of mine has moved to Zambia and hadn’t said, so I never got to see her off. Sadness indeed.
The Good:
– Seeing my beautiful Pink Fish and Natbuggle and Grahamski. That was good.
– Riding horses again. The joy and the happiness – it can not be described. It is good to be back in the saddle.
– Sorting my money out. Slowly it is happening, but it is happening and it is gooooood.
– I just had a snickers – that was good. ;o)
No way is it Friday. I mean, it was just Friday. And I was only just doing the Prep, yesterday. Obviously someone is screwing with calendars.
The Hard
– Helping, yet not actually the helping, the reasons behind the helping and the pain of the person and the decisions she’s making. Trying really, really hard to stay on the helping side of the line, which is hard because the line isn’t straight and I am only aware of stepping over the “enabling line” after I’ve done so.
– Her hard, pushing, poking and prodding at my own wounds from a similar battle of hard.
– Detritus on Blue Paper
– The week not containing all the days it’s supposed to contain
– Needing a nap to provide the energy to get out of bed after the 8 hours of sleeps I just engaged in. The nap I took while trying to participate in a Q&A. The nap I fell into while trying to forget about how crappy I felt about napping during the Q&A. And the fact that all these naps needed to happen on the same day.
The Good
– Naps and allowing myself to be taken by them, no matter when they try to take me. “Abducted by Naps”
– Summers bounty continues and with less humidity in which to pick it. YES!
– The Dogs
– Being able to help and being able to acknowledge the cross over into “enabling”.
– Cornbread for breakfast and just in general.
– Being reminded on more than one occasion this week of the art of listening.
May your weekend be fair and if not fair, fare thee safely through it.
Nubble Dots! It’s always especially confusing when a band that’s actually just one guy has a plural name. Sheesh.
The hard: Uh, now that I’m anticipating a new job, I’m insanely nervous about it and kind of petrified that the people are going to be all New Yorkey and distant (which I have a tendency to interpret as mean). Not nearly enough time with my girlfriend. Insufficient sleep. Not finding the time to feed myself the way I want to. One day where I felt particularly sad/anxious.
The good: So much good! Still reeling over the fact that I got hired at a new job. My resignation from the current job was ridiculously easy. I get the feeling that my current coworkers are actually sad I’m leaving. Saw an incredible improv. show. Get to see a wonderful friend tonight. My girlfriend has been making some crazy good food, and also had the foresight to buy some shockingly delicious yellow cherry tomatoes at the farmers’ market on Sunday. Several days of ran and semi-cool this week. One evening where we sat on the couch, my girlfriend reading and me editing photos. Some fun connecting at the Twitter bar. Reading a good book on positive psychology. Finally got my (long-awaited) prescription. Hanging out at the beach with my girlfriend’s family this weekend.
.-= Kylie´s last post … i recognize you =-.
The Hard: I had just posted my VPA on Sunday requesting stamina when Monday exploded into a bazillion little pieces. Early. And then the week went downhill. (And the stamina? Yeah. Not so much.)
The Good: It is Friday. I have survived (bruised, battered, exhausted but o.k.)
And the weather! (Oh Glorious Summer that is not 107 degrees! Relief!)
And the fur balls are healthy.
And the robot looks more robotlike (9 sleeps to Roll Out.)
And the world continues to rotate.
And my coffee is good.
My first chicken…peeyo peeyo!
The Hard
-Unexpectedly hard start to the work week. I was TIRED and without energy, and then frustrated with myself for feeling like that. Had a look at breakfast and lunch and exercise and by Tuesday was feeling much better.
-Brother and his family are really suffering and I am feeling for them all. My hard is nothing to their hard at the minute. I just try to breathe in their pain and breathe out some ease for them.
The Good
– My family is home again and obviously very happy to be with me again, and I just LOVE going home when they are there. Hurray!
– The good things that I started to do at work before I went away haven’t all just disappeared. I am starting to put them back in place again. I read a good thing yesterday, “put a system in place and teach yourself to use it.” I often forget the second part
Oh, name confusion. I got in early on the Gmail thing, and thus have a short and straightforward Gmail address. Which is, of course, easily confused with/typoed for many others, and I get lots of messages not really meant for me. I think my favorite is the accountant in Texas who is not only looking for a job (lots of “thank you for your application”) but looking for … um … “love” on a very adult … um … “dating” site (lots of pictures like those in the magazines they keep behind the counter at the convenience store). It was amusing for a while, but I finally figured out how to block most of it.
This week’s hard:
– Lots and lots of stuff on my plate, but not a lot of motivation to work through it systematically. My procrastination streak is ruling the roost this week, which will only make next week that much worse.
– Still trying to get payment out of the Client from Hell. My evil streak wants to exert itself.
This week’s good:
– Fabulous wedding last Saturday for a dear friend. Swanky black tie affair in a gorgeous space, lots of joy all around, even got my husband out there on the dance floor more than once.
– Stepped on the scale after a long time and found that I have lost 10 pounds from the beginning of summer.
– Managed to appease the gods of procrastination while still getting a few things done.
Happy Friday Chicken, everyone!
.-= Lori Paximadis´s last post … Friday Really =-.
Oh hooray for Pirate Queen Headquarters, hobby horses and all the goodness that’s unfolding at your Playground! 🙂
Chicken!
Hard this week:
– Started out tired and sore and with some not-so-nice energy stuff swooshing my way early in the week.
– My son is moving to Victoria this weekend (oh-oh-oh!). I keep seeing flashes of him when he first went off to preschool, and then to kindergarten, and on to high school and college. And now he’s moving away and I’m delighted for him, and burst into tears at completely inappropriate moments.
Good this week:
+ Mariko is here visiting for a few days! Deliciousness.
+ I taught the last class of Sovereignty Kindergarten this week. So happy and grateful for the depth and wisdom of the folks in the class, and the incredible inner work they did together in such a playful, light-hearted way.
+ The icky energy earlier in the week was a helpful reminder to stay sovereign. My crown is shiny again!
+ Launched the Fall session of Become Your Own Business Adviser this week. Realize again how much I love what I do, and how grateful and happy I am to be part of the Great Playpen of safety and support we all create together.
That’s it for me. Happy chickening, everyone. Hugs for all that’s hard in your life, and celebrating the good with you.
Love, Hiro
.-= Hiro Boga´s last post … Pattern Makers and Playpens =-.
hey havi. mostly today i just want to give you a great big hug.
my week is pretty simple to recap: creative explosion.
i sequestered myself away in my art room and worked for 15 hours each day on all the things i’ve really been wanting to do but haven’t had time for. it’s amazing to get to friday, and to feel all this WIDE OPEN SPACE that used to be taking up by all these works in progress.
i can feel new possibilities and opportunities start to flow in.
(this week was made possible by last week being so sucky. i planned for 2 weeks of creative explosion. week 1 was all about fears and blocks and inertia. but having moved through that, i had 2 weeks’ worth of creative explosion this week and that was awesome.)
.-= andrea´s last post … love bomb =-.
Yay, chicken!
Hard…
– Oven exploded in a light show that was fairly scary. And now no oven or burners.
– Continuing the pattern of LOTS and LOTS to do and not enough time to do it. The overwhelm is everywhere.
– Overslept yesterday, which meant this morning when I needed to take @Linkara19 to the airport, I slept fitfully, afraid I would oversleep again. So now I am very yawny.
Good…
– Replacement oven is ordered. We think we wanted to replace appliances anyway before we try to sell house, so this was just motivating.
– Project that was to go live this weekend has been delayed a week, which is a relief.
– Going to the Science Museum today to see the dead sea scrolls exhibit. Expect lots of awesomeness.
– Won a giveaway from the delightful @elizabethhalt. My luck runneth over.
– Had a lovely conversation with @copygeniusgirl about a project she’s doing for me. Yay!
.-= Avonelle Lovhaug´s last post … What kind of emergency support do you need =-.
Ooooh, sorry for the ouchiness of mind and body. Gentle hugs…
Friday? Really? Oops…
The Hard:
-There’s not a lot of it this week, which is nice. But I will say that the now I’m UPPPP, now I’m doooown, UP, down, UP, down…it’s getting a bit old. Though…I’m starting to notice some of it is body stuff. Sleep-deprivation, food-depriavation, sitting-in-one-place-too-long kind of stuff (down) vs. sleeping, eatingright and moving about kind of stuff (UP). Balance please?
-Had to lead meeting about editorial plans for next year. Scary, but necessary.
-Neighbor spent two hours murdering about 20 trees with a chainsaw in the woods behind our house. Awful heart-tightening painful noise.
-Absorbing other people’s hard until I feel like wallowing. I think I remember a trick for this…something to do with imagining the phone being hung up when the coversation is done, or something like that. If only I could remember to use it.
The Good:
-I kicked a$$ leading the meeting. I am awesomer than I know, according to everyone but me.
-Spinning (of yarn, not on a bike) I sense a new addiction coming on.
-Cool mornings again. Like in the 50s. How I love cool mornings.
-Great horned owls have been hooting up a storm. Also, noticed some changing colors in a few trees on the drive home. Fall is near. I can smell it.
-Fresh yummies from the late-planted garden. Excitement!
-General feeling of wellbeing returning, with sporadic bouts of unexplainable sadness. Riding the waves…it’s all good.
.-= Emily´s last post … Randomness – The Halfway Point =-.
Welcome to the chicken Sara V! 🙂
I’m really curious about the other Havi and his people. Partying with Jesus? Sounds fascinating.
My Hard:
The boyfriend was out of town. Feeling lonely. Not feeding myself properly. Having a fit over not having any friends that aren’t on the internet or in a different country.
The dull, grinding, mundanity of evil. Yes, I probably should stop reading so much of the news, I agree. 🙁
My Good:
I can haz yoga. Yes, that still deserves an entry. Even if I list it every week.
Someone interviewed me, on Skype, for a blog product type thing. Maybe I wasn’t brilliant, and didn’t say all the clever stuff I could have, but I wasn’t completely hide-under-the-blankets terrified. I wasn’t even all that nervous. Dear me, hello, this is a big deal. Thanks for noticing.
I did pretty well this month with regards to doing the stuff I set out to do. Also with regards to what my monsters call the “OMG you’re part time now you can’t afford the rent what are you going to do if you don’t make any money freelancing what if there is no money aaargh” issue. I drew some pictures. I made some money. Sweet. Being able to make rent is pretty rock.
<3 to all!
.-= Willie Hewes´s last post … Win a MonsterSkine! =-.
What does it say about me that Nubbly Dots sounds delicious, or kinky, or possibly both?
OMG The Hard!
-Worst Wednesday ever. Unexpected car problems, which can be traced back to something that was my fault. Unexpectedly expensive repair bill, also arguably my fault, in part because I thought I knew what it would cost but was wrong. And they couldn’t even complete the repair properly, which means that I’ll have to take it to the dealer and pay even more money. My partners told me that I needed to go back and complain loudly and demand satisfaction. This was uncomfortable, but I did it, and of course it did no good at all. “You didn’t tell me it would be that much.” “Yes I did.” “I wish you had given me a written estimate.” “Oh, we never do that.”
-Unexpected leak under the kitchen sink this morning. Dealing with it, and dealing with people’s reactions to it, and my reactions to people’s reactions to me and it — well, it made me late for work.
-Partners snapping at me at different times during the week. One of them has been having horrendous toothache pain, and the other has been in a depressed cycle, all of which is horrible for them, none of which helps matters in the least.
-Uncomfortable emails exchanged with my adviser. I need to make better progress on my dissertation proposal.
-I also need an alarming amount of money for tuition, and I don’t know where it’s coming from.
-(I’m tempted to put this bit in bold-faced, super-sized, italicized allcaps) I am so sick and tired of people getting angry at me, especially for things that aren’t my fault. It is triggering my stuff and making my inner children cry and frightening my monsters, who are taking it out on me. I do not want anyone to get angry at me ever ever again. And that’s completely unreasonable. And I want it anyway.
-Freaking the heck out. Overwhelmed. Drained.
Whew! The Good:
+My daughter’s first week of middle school has been excellent. She’s totally into it now. The things that were worrying her turned out to be non-issues, and she’s made a new friend or two already.
+Using the start of her school year to establish some new routines that give me extra time with her in some new times and situations. She’s appreciating this. We’re bonding. It’s beautiful.
+Blogging daily is beginning to pay off. It’s getting easier, and I’m beginning to get a sense of how even the most clumsy-feeling posts are clearing the way for some good stuff.
+I have musical superpowers, and I know how to use them!
+I am tackling some hard things head-on, and feeling brave.
+Good times visiting with dear friends.
+Loving gestures from the people who hang out here, often popping up just when I’m feeling extra stressed. (Thank you!)
+Mini-weekend getaway starts tonight! Traveling someplace I’ve never been, which always delights me.
+Shiva Nata, morning pages, and lots of Very Interior Design going on. I sense powerful transitions on the horizon.
+Weather here is much more cool and comfortable this week. Thank goodness!
Breathing. And breathing some more. It’s good to breathe. Thank you for the breathing space!
.-= Kathleen Avins´s last post … This has been the hardest day I’ve had all month =-.
(Ooops, sorry — Nubble Dots, not Nubbly Dots. Well, my question still stands.) 🙂
.-= Kathleen Avins´s last post … This has been the hardest day I’ve had all month =-.
Friday! Huh. How did that happen?
The hard:
– Someone threw what seemed like a whole tub of chicken bones near my apartment and I didn’t know until the pup looked at me happily with chicken pieces hanging from his mouth. I do not like this. Strange things are going on behind our apartments but we never see anyone. Oddness.
The good:
– I tried using NVC to communicate something and it worked and it resolved something that had been annoying me immensely. I felt all grown up.
– The Hopscotch Distillery – love them.
– I wrote a blog post about everything I think about Reiki (how I don’t understand it and how I don’t think you have to believe in something for it to be useful and ..). This is a post that has been wanting to be written for months and months and months and yesterday, the bones of it wrote themselves and I just had to finish it. {I am noticing that if I practice Shiva Nata consistently, and go for hikes, this does happen. Must remember.} Yay. My head feels so light and airy.
– Time with a dear friend.
– Hikes on the Wildwood.
– Meeting a 16 year old steel-blue weim. I love finding older weims. It gives me hope for mine.
– Cool weather. Nuff said.
Hugs and cheers to all.
.-= Elizabeth´s last post … its a happy dogs life =-.
Someone keeps stealing my weekdays. What’s up with that? I like Fridays… just not back to back. 🙂
The Hard:
three and a half day headache, and I can’t see the cause… other than perhaps pushing too hard. Which is hard to swallow, since I had been(I thought) so careful about restoring myself. But apparently wasn’t.
Cranky with son, then guilty about cranky.
Not sure how we’re going to pay rent in October or further.
The Great:
My VPA happened with a miracle, and there was much rejoicing!!!
My husband got a job — not much pay to start, but it’s a foot in the door, and if it pays for his health insurance (and eventually mine and the boy’s) then it will be more than worth it.
Lots of internet love, connecting with friends in gratitude.
Much love to all chickeneers!
108 sun salutations? I…might…be able to do that. As long as I don’t have to do 108 prostrations. I am not in good enough shape for that. Which makes feel like I’m not a very good Buddhist, but I am what I am, and that’s going to have to be ok.
Hello, feathery friend.
The hard.
– Still headachy. Ready for the headaches to stop any time now. Really.
– Shoulder hurts. It’s been hurting for months. I keep thinking it will work itself out, but it’s just been getting worse. A lot of the time I can just ignore it, because, you know, I’m kind of used to being in pain half the time anyway, so what’s one more thing? But lately? It’s not letting me ignore it anymore.
The good.
+ I finally went to my chiropractor. Shoulder still hurts, but less than before. Progress. I go again next week.
+ I realized that my online customers buying way more undyed fiber than the yarn and fiber I’ve dyed does NOT mean that no one likes my stuff (pout pout). It just means I’ve got two sets of right people, and that I should offer even MORE undyed fiber. So I placed a big ass order this morning. You want undyed fiber? I can sell undyed fiber.
+ Having my gentleman friend live here is so nice. Happy!
+ I’ve actually been losing weight. About 16 lbs so far. Cool.
.-= Riin´s last post … More woolly goodness- and I suck at blogging =-.
Oh, chicken!
The hard:
*Moving towards fall = allergies = doomful headaches. I had one for 48 hours in a row this week, and I haven’t had that in months and I did not miss it.
*My calendar: it is scary in the next, oh, you know, three months. Intimidated by the idea of trying to carve out the space I need. Not looking forward to saying no a lot.
*Planning fail this week
*Also nightmares and other signs of stress-kitten-itude. Boo.
The good:
*Called in to work and rested one day this week. This made everything better.
*There is an extra day in next weekend!
*Lots of walking this week, even though it was rainy a bunch. Walking in the rain is extra awesome as long as I am warm enough.
*Sometime-in-the-past me bought my favorite sparkling juice and then left it in my office for now-me to find! Clever past-me.
*Doing a gratitude project until fall equinox, and it’s lovely.
*Smart, smart blog comments from smart, smart people = love.
This was a very long week, I’m ready for my chicken, Mr. DeMille:
Hard:
Dentist anxiety. I posted the scene from Little Shop of Horrors where Steve Martin does his song at my Facebook. It helped me laugh in the face of danger. hahahahaha
Child dentist anxiety. Ben had his wisdom teeth out on Tuesday.
You know those movies/books/stories where the woman cuts all of her hair off? Yeah, I reached that level of anxious this week.
My inlaws are flying in from Florida tomorrow. My oldest daughter is coming up from Cincinnati. I forgot to move to a larger, cleaner, house.
Good:
My Perpetual Headaches are not dental related. (Hard/Good: My Perpetual Headaches are not dental related, but at least I get to keep all my teeth!)
Ben came through his surgery with flying colors.
My house may not be larger or cleaner, but at least I have clean teeth. (you take the good where you get it 😉
Izzy sold three pieces at his art show this week.
I got a kicky new haircut while managing to keep most of my hair. It’s kind of a cross between the hair stylings of Hayley Mills in The Parent Trap and that brunette intern on Grey’s who slept with Alex.
The B vitamins seem to be working and I feel my energy returning.
Yoga breathing and Shiva Nata in my head got me through the dentist appointment today.
Much cooler weather! Yay sleeps!
Happy weekend everyone!
.-= Andi´s last post … The Sketchbook Project- Week Two =-.
The hard:
– the lousy, lousy weather – raining and freezing. I know it’s Britain, but, seriously? It’s AUGUST.
– the racing thoughts
– the raining in my bedroom
The good:
– friends awesome boyfriend coming and fixing my roof
– things just going smoothly and feeling yay *starbursts*
– trying out new yoga routines
Short and sweet this week. Have a bootiful weekend!
Diving right in.
Chicken Divers Club. Oh, my.
The Hard:
I’m pretty sure I’ve misplaced two days, they might be under the bed.
I spent most of Wednesday recording a testimonial for a friend. I wanted to record it, but the actual doing, ick. I think I must have hit the record button eleventy billion times.
Massive crazy congestion. I think something allergy causing grows here because of all of the rain. Resulting in one night with a massive headache. Also, the Sudafed ban, not helpful, at all.
More ideas than I can handle. Feeling overwhelmed and then some.
The place where I’m living, hosting training for NGOs and having the sessions with the speaker placed right outside my bedroom door, two weeks in a row. I get up late and when I go out to go to the bathroom, or to get breakfast, I have an audience.
The Good:
I can breathe through my nose today.
I’m pretty happy with the video, especially since it’s the first time I’ve done anything like that. Considering other applications for the medium as well.
We leave for El Salvador on Monday. Excitedness!
The ideas! If I can keep track of them, I’ve got plenty for when I have a dry spell.
No more NGO trainings until after I leave.
I know what direction I want to head in. It may take a while to get there, and I’m okay with that.
.-= Kathryn´s last post … Stuff and Stuffed Up =-.
Friday. Hallelujah. Hi Friday! Let’s go.
The hard:
-I am not very good at talking to people I’ve never met, and everyone here is someone I’ve never met. (I am scared of people. Being scared makes me babble. Babbling makes me say stupid things.) There has been much cringing.
-Coping with not getting a scholarship. I believed I had a good chance at one and I feel like I must somehow have done something wrong or missed something. And I managed to sit in class such that everyone around me has one. And the idea of Resume-Worthy Scholarship was the only reason my work was willing to accept my choice of program. So many monsters, so little time. This got ugly. Trying to believe that the answer is probably not to quit.
-The tired. The constant, no apparent reason tired. I expect this is helping with neither of the above. I think it’s the weather.
-My technological breaking things ability is currently applying itself to my printer. Hours of frustration later I am no better off than when I started. Sigh.
The good:
-It was my half-birthday yesterday and I had my favorite dinner to celebrate. Yum!
-I’m learning some people’s names. This is a good start.
-I’ve been here for two weeks, it has rained often, and I am migraine-free so far. Hooray for medication working!
-Friends having a baby next week. I can’t wait to see pictures.
-On my daily drive, there’s a lake. And there’s an egret living there! I’ve seen him/her twice now. Very cool.
-Having the weekend to recover.
Hugs for everybody and happy Friday!
Hard:
* Neighbors’ house got broken into
* Still working on deliverable I’d hoped to deliver Monday
* Needing time alone while besieged by fears of not giving enough of myself to others
Good:
* Knocked a two-year-old To Do off my list
* Cooking meals and preparing care packages for family/friends
* Kitchen floor markedly cleaner
* Playing Mark Heard’s Treasure of the Broken Land over and over. It’s been the right music for a week where my ghosts are too much with me.
* Being able to sing along with it (aka, effing asthma finally giving me a break. Just in time for chamber choir season!)
Shabbat shalom, all y’all. May you get help with the hard and the good get better.
.-= Mechaieh´s last post … pink bootay =-.
I’m still chuckling about the “other” Havvi. Hilarity. I wonder if there’s a Ruppa out there somewhere burning the dance floor with Moses or something…
Not much to report as far as Hardness.
EXCEPT, I really need to get with a more regulated asana program, esp now that I’m writing a lot. But that’s a VPA.
Goodness aplenty!
+Received a care package from Dad featuring a prosthetic latex nose. Will write about this for sure.
+Bought a catnip toy for our downstairs neighbor’s cat. He LOVES THIS and rubs it all over his face. Better than T.V.
+Celebrating exactly one month of my grand experiment: http://www.theyogaofliving.wordpress.com/ and meeting some great people in the process.
@Havi
Even though I saw you not once this week, it sounds as though there was something in the Portland air. Friday, again? Where did the week go? Overwhelm and fatigue from the heat. Wanting to hide under the covers but it’s too damn hot! Business delays and miscommunications – frustrating! The hippies announced that Mercury is in retrograde again, so I’m blaming the planets. Oh geeze; these are just the ones that came from your list. Here’s my own Chickening:
The bad:
– Medical crapola preventing me from doing anything without pain. Or dizziness.
– Client still waffling about restart dates for my portion of the project; but who still wants me on the morning conference calls.
– My older cat pissed ON me again today. Right as I was entering the conference call. So I’m trying to divest myself of soiled pants while dragging affected couch cushions into the utility room on a broken foot without crutches. When the producer got around to addressing me, I had to fumble for my phone because it was on mute and in my underwear (no pockets, no hands, where else was it going to go?) I need to figure out what the cat is trying to say – generally when he gets pissed off, something gets pissed on. And apparently it’s me right now.
– Still no name for the hubby’s company. I’m nearly giving up.
– Got up to do Shiva and my phone had helpfully deleted all my videos and recordings. Can’t find my DVDs. ::sadface::
The good:
+ Fresh blackberries from the bushes in my front yard and back alley – YUM
+ The Hippie Hubby has been making fantastic meals
+ My office is feeling more and more like ME, and is also getting more organized – whee!
+ Fresh raspberry pie from our local bakery
+ I’m getting better at using the crutches, so getting around is easier and I’m cheating (putting weight on the broken foot) less.
+ Still in love with our new house. We spend candle-lit evenings on our back porch having conversations. Dave installed beautiful wooden blinds that fill the front room with a warm light.
Hugs all around for everyone’s hard and well-wishes for a better next week.
Call me a hippie. I’ve been feeling the effects of Mercury retrograde too.
Asides from running into old friends, and all the miscommunication, Mercury has brought me my hard for the week.
– My ex-boyfriend txted me on Monday saying he was sorry for having treated me so badly and that he appreciates everything I’ve done for him. It’s funny that you posted the “Not Everything Needs a Response” thing yesterday, because I’ve been pondering whether his txt requires one or not.
I feel it does, because I do feel scared and sad… But I’m not sure the response needs to be external as well as internal.
So, the good…
– I’m looking at this as an opportunity to forgive and let go, and I’ve been making progress. While I’m totally emotionally drained, I also feel a bit lighter and open after some letting go of stuff I’d been holding onto forever. Yay!
– Practicing sovereignty. There’s still stuff to be unraveled, but I’m being patient with it and gentle with myself. And I won’t reply to him until I feel ready and that whatever I say comes from my heart.
– Had a super crunchy granola weekend dancing up a storm, chanting kirtan with friends, and ending up in a puddle of cuddles on the floor at my friend’s birthday.
– Felt very loved and supported
– Despite the lack of energy, and all the mourning, I’m in good spirits and happy to surrender to whatever comes.
– Wrote a great blog post that was a long time coming
– Scheduled a meeting for a joint venture that will definitely biggify my business
– Plotting and planning other greatness. Yippee!
.-= Melody´s last post … Using Protection Or- Safety in Nakedness =-.
The Hard
– Heat wave earlier in the weak stole all energy and brains, bleh.
– Heat-induced insomnia + still remodeling the apt below me = severe lack of sleep for most of the week.
– Bought an XL babydoll (same size as one I already have) and found it was more like extra-small on me. Had to call in order to return it & not pay shipping.
– Heat kept me from the farmer’s market, and all my figs are gone. Alas!
– I keep running into mental stumbling blocks related to someone else’s drama and how it’s derailed a lot of future plans.
The Good
+ Heat wave was short and is over!
+ Finally getting adjusted, sleep-wise, so that I felt pretty rested Thurs and Fri.
+ Got a ton of work done despite the insomnia and have a nice big payday coming up.
+ Worked out my art sale ideas for Sept for my birthday month.
+ Posted cartoons all week and had such fun seeing my clients RT themselves.
+ Spent time hanging out with friends.
+ Cuddly cats are cuddly and healthy.
+ Realized my Cartoons queue is currently 11 cartoons long, though 7 of them are for Christmas presents, so I can sneak a few more people in. I hope!
+ Wow do I have a lotta art, holy crap. Let’s hope some people buy some!
+ My robot pyjamas just make me happy.
.-= Amy Crook´s last post … Cartoon- Skaja Wills =-.
I made a chicken! My very first one!
http://futuresarah.com/?p=257
Highlights:
– Medication weirdness. Anxiety ensues.
– Missing sleep. Mysterious monster.
– Introvert in a crowd.
+++ I figured out how to use costumes! Whee!
+ Party success! Introvert came out to play for once 🙂
.-= Sarah L´s last post … Friday Chicken Numero Uno =-.
Yaay Friday! Happy Chicken everyone!
The Hard:
-Bad chronic fatigue syndrome attacks all week. Stabbing shoulder pain, headaches, tiredness, and general aches and cramps. All around yuck.
-Lots of family stress, still, which isn’t great but has mostly settled for the next two weeks or so.
-Not enough time to write things for myself, and I’m having stuckness related to writing honestly and if it’s publishable and if it should take the form of a blog or whatever. I need someone to talk through these things with, but I don’t know who.
The Good:
-Got to visit with the wonderful CaffeinatedElf and her family for two days, which was fun and happy. She’s also the first person I work with that I’ve met, which is a milestone for me.
-My new assistant is lovely and absolutely kicks ass and I have no idea how I didn’t find her before. I’m so grateful she is happy and having fun with things.
-Had a really good week friend-wise. I got to spend lots of time with a good friend online and heard from my childhood best friend and may be going to see him in October. It was nice to laugh and have fun and get away from work.
-My clients this week were just incredible. It was a nice mix of longtime regulars and a new client who I really loved and hope will become a regular. We had a fantastic phone conversation that lasted a long time because we hit it off so well.
-Feeling like I want to write for myself, even if I don’t know what form that is going to take.
Have a great week everyone!
.-= Holly´s last post … Emotional Benefits- Copy Advice For Life Coaches and Beyond =-.
This double gemini (sun and moon) is feeling the Mercury retrograde muchly.
The Hard
-So many freaking delays. Everywhere. Traffic, school buses with stop signs, elevators that don’t come. Late, late late all week.
-New speedy computer at work is acting wonky (see Mercury Retrograde)
-The tooth I had filled 2 weeks ago still hurts when I chew.
-My ex got remarried today, and even though I’m remarried too (and more happily than I was to him) there’s still some melancholy. Strange.
-My kiddo is not happy about that remarriage, and it sucks to watch her hurt.
-Still no car for Steve.
-Yeasty effects of 10 days on amoxicillin.
The Good
+ GREAT meeting with new girly-hormone-focused naturopath who had new ideas and did not think I am a hypochondriac or all these problems are in my head. She may be the guide I asked for.
+ Even tho still no car, the broker we’re working with has amazing integrity.
+ New speedy computer at work is set up and I have 2 screens now
+ Was out of the house at 8 each morning
+ The new bedtime plan is working–I’ve been asleep on worknights by 11 and awake at 645.
+ Legs up the wall
+ Good energy for writing on my blog this week
+ New commenters on my blog who are FOH (friends of Havi)
+ The Work Project From Hell, Phase I, is almost over, and I’m feeling good about it
+ Couples counselor is starting to click with us
+ Lots of cuddling
+ Silly bingo parlour date with Steve tonight, with nachos for dinner
+ Sparkling clean teeth
+ Dental hygienist said I don’t have to floss-gave me two great alternatives. Hooray!
.-= lynn @ human, being´s last post … Seeing Double- Signs from the Universe =-.
where do fridays go?
108 sun salutations? ugh, to hard. that doesn’t sound like non-sucky yoga to me. unless of course we find 108 people to do them. one sun salutation seems manageable.
the hard: started back to school during a heat wave with a broken air conditioner. awesome 108 degree day, 15 kids and one really sweaty repairman.
waking before the alarm (in the dark) every day this week. so tired. the first week of school excitement has already worn off due to tiredness.
returning to school on crutches.
a parent requesting their student be moved out of my class the first day of school.
no yoga for 2 weeks.
no exercise for 2 weeks.
the good:
the really sweaty repairman got the job done. yes, it would have been nice for it to be fixed before school, but it wasn’t. he rocked it the best he could.
being on crutches gave me the brilliant idea that not everything can be prepared or planned for. much more ease in what can/should be done. turned out to be my most relaxed start of a school year ever.
my new school mantra of not taking anything personally has already been put to the test and i’ve been able to observe my feelings with interest and compassion rather than being defensive.
yoga isn’t just the physical, so i’ve been practicing my other yoga instead.
people have been really kind and helpful doing lots of stuff for me without my having to ask. doors being held open, books being carried, meals being made.
.-= Tami´s last post … Saturday Senses =-.
Late again……….
The Hard:
– I am physically and mentally exhausted. I don’t see any end in sight for my overwhelming workload. And it is depressing the heck out of me. What on earth have I gotten myself into? Should have stayed an accountant. Sure, tax season REALLY sucked, but it was over by the end of April. My current workload is like a tax season that NEVER ENDS.
– Having to fail 4 students on their exit exams, thus they will not get their degree until 12/31, assuming they pass on the next try. One of the students is normally an “A” student. Ouch.
– Having second thoughts about my doctoral program. I don’t know if I can continue to work 80 hours a week AND be successful in the required coursework, much less come up with a solid dissertation proposal in the next 9 months. I didn’t know my boss was going to quit only 5 months after I started my doctoral coursework.
– Not feeling like I’m getting any moral support. Husband has his own shit going on with getting the motivation to get his deceased father’s house cleaned out and sold. His dad has been dead 5 1/2 years. WTF? My current boss is completely overworked and can’t even find time to do my review. My friends in the doctoral program don’t get the reality of my life. If one more of them talks about their weekend getaways I think I will go postal. I have NOT had a vacation in 15 months.
The Good:
+ Almost done with data collection for the research project that has sucked up 9 weeks of my summer.
+ My kitties who always hang out with me no matter how early I get up. And who are always there to greet me no matter how late I get home.
One final comment – to those of you who are in doctoral programs – I completely get your fears and frustrations about your dissertation proposals!
Here’s hoping next week sucks LESS!