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.
Mostly with spelling it.
Anyway.
I’m still on Extremely Necessary Vacation and it hasn’t really gotten any less necessary.
Though I’m mostly enjoying myself.
This should be a fairly uneventful chicken because … well, I haven’t really done anything this week. Which was beautiful. And kind of the point of vacation. But it makes for a dull chicken. Sorry.
The hard stuff
Catching up on sleep: it’s like a job.
I was pretty sure that going on Extremely Necessary Vacation would be a kind of instantly revitalizing tonic.
But it turns out (again!) that all this filling back up again takes time. Stupid process! Why does it have to be so … process-ey?
So I’ve been feeling lethargic. There were at least a few days when it seemed like everything was naptime-ey and sloooooooooow.
Not feeling like writing.
Just haven’t been in the mood.
Moody.
Switching back and forth between feeling great and feeling extra-crappy. And paranoid.
Speaking of paranoid, I’m kind of blaming the other (lady) chicken-ers for this, because I am convinced the Friday Chicken has put us all on the same screwy hormonal cycle. Which — since we’re not in the same room, much less the same time zone, is all kinds of weird.
Self-editing.
Not doing it is a hugely important thing in the life of a writer.
I’m doing nothing but censor myself right now.
And even when I’m not, the self-censoring machine in my brain is turned on:
Don’t say “paranoid”. You know people won’t understand. You know that so-and-so (see? I’m doing it right now) will read it and bring it up the next time you talk. Don’t say this. Don’t say that. Don’t say anything. Don’t make waves.
Assaulted by a walnut!
Well, not really.
But it was a sugared walnut. Sugared! Seriously, who sugars a walnut?
And I, as you know, have been sugar-free for going on ten years. Which makes me slightly more susceptible to manic hopping around when it starts coursing through my veins.
Not my drug of choice. It was only a tiny little taste but it took its toll.
A long and extremely brisk walk and several glasses of water seemed to help, but I was still jittery, hyper and unbearably chatty for most of the evening. Chatty! Exhausting.
The good stuff
The 5-day rule.
This is a thing I noticed when I went on emergency vacation in June.
Something magical happened at the five day point. The whole vacation-ness of it all started doing its crazy thing.
So I’ve been having Interesting Realizations. And getting answers to troublesome questions.
It’s like my subconscious is starting to smooth everything out. It’s a lovely feeling. Hooray for Day 5.
Doing nothing.
Blessed nothing. Seriously. NOTHING.
One of the women who took five of my Berlin workshops sent me her favorite line from a Spanish poem:
“No hacer nada salva a veces el equilibiro des mundo”
– Sometimes doing nothing brings the world back into balance.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
Found a new favorite cafe.
In Iceland.
With a cat.
It was pretty much perfect. The cafe, I mean. Not the cat. Though yeah, I really liked the cat. Pumpkin cat!
Also, there was sweet magical internet access there, and I was able to get things done.
My gigantic new orange sweater.
As previously threatened, I raided Berlin’s second-hand stores for absurdly cheap sweaters so that I wouldn’t have to pack any of them.
It’s lovely.
Back in my body.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
And … playing live at the meme beach house!
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.”
So this week, I bring you:
One Hit Wonderpants
My gentleman friend: “Who were those guys? With the song? Something about underwear?”
Me: “One Hit Wonderpants?”
My gentleman friend: “I think it’s just one guy.”
And … STUISMS of the week.
Stu is my paranoid McCarthy-ist voice-to-text software who delights in torturing me misunderstanding me. I can’t stand him.
- “donut make way” for instead of don’t make waves
- “stab at myths understand things” instead of stupid misunderstandings
- “the Texas posted” instead of sexist bullshit
- “he’s resenting our Brian Cabell team opening a big or a game — mustard of course the boy” instead of there’s nothing more boring to me than talking about “playing a bigger game” — unless of course you’re a boy
- “lest you Dare” instead of bless you, dear
And a reminder!
Remember? Naomi and I taught a class last March?
It was about mistakes we make that lose us money. Things that in a decent economy wouldn’t be a big deal. But it’s smart to stop doing them. And then, aside from all the what-not-to-do, we gave some sneakified tricks and some very good advice.
The recording is very fun and full of gratuitous cursing (this is Naomi we’re talking about) and lots of smartnesses that you should be writing down and memorizing.
Having watched some of the people who took pages and pages of notes at the time biggify like crazy since then, I feel pretty okay with promising results.
Anyway, we said the price would go back up to what it’s supposed to be in two weeks, or once a hundred people had it. It’s been what, two days? And we’re almost there.
So if you want a copy while it’s still outrageously affordable, now would be the time. And if it’s not your thing, that’s cool too. I still like you.
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 weekend. And a happy week to come.
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I dunno Havi, I think “the Texas posted” kinda works in place of “sexist bullshit.” I can say that; I live here. And it’s true. 🙁
hmmm…the filling back up again takes time! Thanks for saying that. Time is not something I’m gracious about giving to myself. I want it all over with already: all the hurting, all the healing, all the planning, all the preparing, all the doing stuff I don’t wanna do – all of it, presto-change-o! Done! Funny how life doesn’t work that way.
Walnut Assault would make for a great one-guy-band name! It doesn’t make being assaulted by a sugared walnut any more fun, though. Ugh!
I’m trying to think of how to review my week, and it feels like I simply can’t, because well… I have no clue where it went (just like the ones before!). “You mean, today’s Friday? Oh. What happened to Thursday, then? Oh, that was yesterday. But I thought yesterday was Wednesday.” Et cetera. Honestly, that’s what my weeks feel like these days, and it isn’t much fun.
Ok, a tiny bit of hard and good anyways:
Hard:
– My gentleman friend is gone for several days, doing his writer thing at a book fair.
– I was supposed to go with him, but finally had to decide it was better for me not to go because I was too exhausted.
– Time flying too fast.
Good:
– His new book came out this week!
– Being home alone for a few days is nice.
– Time flying so fast means my gentleman friend will be back before I know it.
Happy weekend and glorious week to you too!
.-= Josiane´s last blog ..Practicing body poetry with Havi =-.
Yay, comments are open! Whew! I was having Friday Chicken withdrawal.
It’s been a very long hard week, and it isn’t over yet!
Hard:
– I really beat myself up over a stupid billing issue I had with a tutoring client. I need to be kinder to myself about little things like that.
– Too much work!
– Too little sleep.
Good:
+ The billing issue resolved itself without my doing anything except procrastinate dealing with it. Sometimes procrastination pays. Literally!
+ Very productive week. Finished 3 paintings in time for my show!
+ My last art festival of 2009 is this weekend, and I’m ready! Bring it on!
.-= Barbara J Carter´s last blog ..Meet me in Manhattan Beach =-.
a quick one because i’m afraid to be on the internet too long today… the hard: people dropping like flies at work. 2 people quit and 2 got laid off this week. Everyone feels unsettled and unsure and it is no fun to spend my day in such muck.
looking for a new place to live. with roommates, strangers.. yikes! having a hard time making the calls to actually meet potential roommates and see houses and such.
the good:
doing more things for myself and finding bits of lost confidence.
new friend, a good one thats all mine and not through a gentleman friend.
good/hard:
sorting out a relationship that is seriously shifting. its feeling a bit doomed, and I think I’m ok with that, but then that thought makes me feel guilty and icky and mean, but I am being honest with myself and moving forward with what I need… so yeah, a little more hard than good, but really it is both.
eeep! better go. keeping my head low today…. yikes.
This week sucked. It was mainly all hard.
The hard:
The Hubby came home Monday with intense upper GI pain, and we wound up going to the ER. This is the same kind of pain he had when the liver infection started, so of course that’s where I default. His father had a heart attack at 35, so the doctors are always concerned about that. After 4 hours in the ER, 2 doses of morphine, 1 dose of something that begins with an A while vomiting, he finally felt better. They kept him overnight for observation. Both the EKG and the stress test came out fine. He had no fever, and his white blood count was normal. Yeah! It looks like it was a rarely bad case of gastritis. He already takes Prilosec, so they upped is dosage, and he has a follow up with his doctor.
Body shut down after all the adrenaline and stress, and I haven’t gotten much done this week. Adrenaline and stress also messed up my not too regular circadian rythms, so sleeping is at odd times and I’m up at odd times. Which makes me even more tired and unproductive. Bleh.
The Good
The Hubby is back to normal! He’s gone to work the last couple of days and seems fine.
I’m slowly getting okay with giving myself permission to do nothing. It’s hard, but so necessary.
I did get the book proposal printed out. So first step to finishing it is done.
Today I’m grocery shopping and cleaning. I need to get my house cleaned up, so I can think and hopefully get back to normal living soon. Think I’m going to work on the book proposal tomorrow.
I hope everyone has a good weekend!
.-= Shawna R. B. Atteberry´s last blog ..Company Girl Coffee 10/2/09 =-.
Ugh, the self-censoring machine in the brain. I’ve been there all week. In fact, that’s pretty much my hard for the week. He’s driving me crazy, meticulously dissecting every conversation I’ve had and pointing out my errors. I tried to conversate with him this morning in my morning pages, and he’s all like, insisting that I call him sir and crap like that.
I know.
Weird, right? I’ve been trying to destract him wiht typos. He realyl haits thosse.
And then my hub is sick with a virus and gets mad at me because I got up and did yoga instead of…I have no idea what. Holding back his non-hair while he heave-ho’d?
And I felt like he was being “sir” too. Creepy.
Good this week: I feel glimmers of hope that I can get my head around some of this stuff. Or jettison the “sirs.” Or distract them with typos. Or something.
Also good: At least I’m actually paying attention to all this stuff, instead of letting it turn me into a pile of goo forever.
Really, really good: Lots of useful tools that are coming my way, or that I am bringing my way intentionally to help me negotiate with the “sirs.” Thank you Havi, for all your various posts on talking to walls and monsters. Though I didn’t read them at the time you wrote them, having access to all those things is REALLY helping me figure some of this out. And thanks to Andi for reminding me they’re there their. 🙂
.-= Emily´s last blog ..Saving Myself (from Myself) =-.
The Hard
Last Sunday night I had a real panic moment. As the clock rolled past 8, 10 and 11 I grew more distressed and depressed at the week ahead. Usually I have lots of coffee get togethers during the week to recharge from blogging. Well, I had no breaks scheduled, which looked like I was going to be alone with my thoughts.
On Monday morning, I was sad to see hubby go and hear the door slam behind.
The day started off slowly and with total fear on my side, but I worked through the “sexist self talk” bullshit and got back down to business. I know I was greatly uplifted by posts and comments like these!
The Good
I had some major successes this week. I organized a free tour of the Museum of Art and Design in NY by heavy duty networking with its greatest benefactor. Took some chutzpah because I didn’t even know him or his wife! I also got lovely emails from my blog readers that totally softened my heart. I went back to their blogs to learn more about them and was bowled over by the creatives that the are!
My Commitment
To watch Madmen on Sunday evening totally relaxed and looking forward to a tomorrow.
Happy Weekends Everyone!
.-= Lydia, Clueless Crafter´s last blog ..Sew Not Happening =-.
“Not feeling like writing”. Yep, know where you are coming from. My first 6-week class in my doctorate program has felt like a writing bootcamp. I’ve never written so much. I’m burned out but MUST finish one more 10-12 page paper by 11:30pm tonight. UGH!
The Hard
– See reference to writing bootcamp – in the past 7 days, I’ve written 3 papers, 1 to go.
– Office assistant out sick, ALL WEEK, leaves me holding the bag getting the details sorted out for a speech/reception for my boss
– So freaking sick of hearing about the boss’ trip. Last thing I want to do is participate in the “lovefest” on Monday night. Who do you think kept things running while he as gone almost 5 months? Do I get a single thank-you? NO – feeling very grumpy and resentful.
– Weather is cold and rainy and the sun comes up way too late now.
The Good
*** Was there any good? It sure has seemed like a HARD week all around ***
– My crazy friend from high school who makes me laugh with the completely insane things that go on in her life!
– That an extra class session that got scheduled for my doctorate program (the day AFTER I’m staying up LATE to finish my paper) got CANCELED!!! I was against the idea from the start, but got overrode. The irony is the person who pushed so HARD for this had to be the one to cancel it because she got sick. Not that I’m happy she got sick, just happy that I can have a little free time tomorrow!
Okay, next week may not be better, but at least it will be DIFFERENT!
Glad the comments are back open. I was worried there would be no collective chicken. It really is a wonderful thing being able to share my week with others.
The Hard:
-I’m surprising myself by not having anything come to mind!
So, The Good:
+Feeling increasingly comfortable living with my gentleman friend. He surprised me by asking how I was settling in, and then by saying it felt “right” having me there. Yay for love!
+Catching with up with 2 wonderful friends.
+Staying positive with job search. Expanding it, thinking outside of the box.
+Getting clarity on my current status at my university job.
+Finally hearing back from my academic advisor and getting excellent feedback on a dissertation chapter. The defense date will be set, and soon I will be a Ph.D.!
+Learning how to brew beer this weekend.
.-= Dawn´s last blog ..Feeling Defensive =-.
I’m glad that the rest is happening, and your Magic Day 5 kicked in. Peace and quiet are two things I am always striving to keep flow in my life, and I hope they flow easily into yours!
Tons more good than hard this week. Busy, but not so busy I’m going crazy, and I even managed to get up at 10ish every day this week. Yes, this is an accomplishment for me.
The Hard:
– Wrenched my hip last night. Slept poorly. Ow ow ow cranky ow.
– Lots of money/work anxiety this week.
– Possibly more social than I really wanted, not sure yet.
– Read something very infuriating that wanted to squash one group of people down into tiny, quiet boxes of wrongness in order to lift up another group. Found it really sad and infuriating.
– Cat barf.
The Good:
+ The cat waited to barf until after company had left.
+ Gave myself the space to be anxious and really think through money/work stuff. Did some math with the money and found a perfectly reasonable level of ambition for myself. After a lot of anxious agonizing about “thinking too small” and not wanting to “step out of my comfort zone” I realized that all the changes I want to make are about having more comfort in my life. This allows me to give myself permission to opt out of Biggification For Its Own Sake and stick to Piglet Biggification (Piglet’s a very small animal – but a happy one). Even Biggification needs moderation sometimes.
+ Started a new work schedule and stuck with it for 2/4 days so far, and halfway for one other, where day 4 was devoted to networking instead of work-working. Feeling good about this for the first week.
+ Have been feeling somewhat more comfortable with socialization and being around peoples, and am rediscovering the desire to expand my monkeysphere.
+ Read the Freak Manifesto and found it a wonderful cure for squashing-thing I’d read earlier in the day, with its emphasis on lifting up yourself and others, connection vs control. Interesting how two people with supposedly similar objectives can have such different methods (though there was some putting-down-of-things in the FRM that made me sad — seriously, TV is a huge dream for a lot of people, stop pooping on it unilaterally).
+ Did an Emergency Art Sale mid-week to a certain group of net friends and made enough to cover the things I was short for and even buy a few art supplies. Nothing big, just wee doodles, but it’s nice to know people like my stuff enough to keep supporting it.
+ Did work, got paid, feel much better about money now than I did last Friday.
It’s interesting for me to note that, with these check-ins, it’s always easier for me to remember the good than the hard — things that seemed hard when I was in them passed in such a way that thinking back, they’re already distant and insignificant. Which is very, very cool.
.-= Amy Crook´s last blog ..Films about Ghosts =-.
Stupid process! Why does it have to be so … process-ey?
Yes-o-rama with lace edgings. Havi, you tell it like it is.
Anyway. I love the “-” and “+” symbols people have been using above. So here goes.
The hard:
– Lack of sleep.
– Lack of mindful purposelessness (aka “leisure”).
– Lack of space and time for all the LIVES I NEED TO LEAD.
– Lack of progress on my creative projects.
– My dirty and disorderly house.
The good:
+ I went to the garden centre and bought spring bulbs! Yay bulbs!
+ My chamber choir sang a kickass concert last night (the second of two, in fact, and they both rocked). Yay singing!
+ While listening to one of the organ pieces at said concert, I had a huge flowy epiphany about my dormant novel and where I need to take it. I’ve been waiting for that for ages. Yay novel!
+ I wrote a blog post that really seemed to resonate with people. Got loads of wonderful feedback, which is an amazing experience. Yay connection!
+ My sons are being especially brilliant and cute at the moment; I am in fact the luckiest parent on the planet 🙂 Yay Oyster and Feaster!
There you go. Enjoy the rest of your Extremely Necessary Vacation. Ooh, see what I did there? I mean, hahahaha, enjoy the rest. I’ll get me coat.
.-= Lean Ni Chuilleanain´s last blog ..Craft, Compulsion, Privilege, Pay =-.
“No hacer nada salva a veces el equilibiro des mundo”
– Sometimes doing nothing brings the world back into balance.
That goes on a stickie note. Now. Or maybe I should consider a tatoo.
Better yet, can we put it on one of those sky banners?
BIG love, Mahala
.-= Mahala Mazerov´s last blog ..Photography as Meditation: The Friday Flower =-.
I imagine that orange sweater looking something like the pumpkin cat in the great cafe. May not be true, but it is a pleasing image 🙂
This week I decided that there is a reason it is called beauty sleep. When I don’t get it my face starts to resemble a rain swollen jack-o-lantern.
the hard:
some painful self-realizations
anxiety preventing me from doing my meditation practice, even though that’s what’d stop the anxiey… that loop.
disturbed sleep
talking to LOTS of strangers about ‘what I do’.
the good:
a reconnection with amazing friends
inspired by the personal growth of both of my parents. Yay!
encouragement for my poetry from an unexpected source.
dancing magically improving even though I hadn’t done it in awhile.
writing flowing (I BETTER appreciate it when its here!)
.-= Kate T.W.´s last blog ..Ghosts & Fairies Inhabit a Hat, or How Limitations Increase Creativity =-.
Oh One Hit Wonderpants, my favorite group of all time! 🙂
Very weird week.
The hard:
Being a “homework widow” while Marty spent literally hours working on one spreadsheet. He’s only taking one class. I miss my friend (whine).
Sleep patterns being disrupted this week and only having two stickers on the calendar for working out.
My parents cancelling their scheduled visit for early next week. 🙁
The good:
Getting into the studio and having play time and really liking the results.
Looking at the calendar and seeing I managed to get some sort of physical activity 21 out of 30 days in September, and feeling more comfortable in my body as a result.
Pumpkin is back in stock at the grocery store! (I bake pumpkin muffins for the local coffee shop and the shortage was starting to cause anxiety). Being able to make some pumpkin muffins for us. 🙂
Being able to use my hard to help other people 🙂
I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!
.-= Andi´s last blog ..Taking the Leap =-.
Second-hand shops rock. I get all my clothes at thrift stores.
The good:
+I started going to the local Zen Buddhist Temple a few weeks ago, and I really, really like it there. Very welcoming, very comfortable.
+I didn’t miss a single day of work this week! This is the first week in I don’t know how long when I DIDN’T have a migraine! Woohoo!
The hard:
-I am so so so so so tired today. I have no idea why.
-After spending a LOT of money on gemstones, silver, and tools so I could start making jewelry again to sell, I kind of don’t really feel like making jewelry. Crap. I’m hoping I’ll get motivated again or I’ll be feeling stupid and poor. Well, I’m already feeling poor, but I was hoping to make some money. D’oh.
-It seemed like a good idea in the spring to order 600 bulbs to plant this fall. Now…oh man, planting 600 bulbs is going to be a LOT of work. I was planning on starting this weekend, but right now I’m so tired I think I need to do some serious resting tomorrow. Yes, I need to do nothing to bring the world back into balance.
.-= Riin´s last blog ..Business = busyness =-.
I’m loving the image of you in your gigantic orange sweater, at your perfect cafe in Iceland (pumpkin sweater! pumpkin cat!), Getting Stuff Done while still soaking up great gobs of glorious Nothing. Sounds pretty ideal to me!
My hard stuff this week:
–Running on fumes a whole lot of the time, because I’ve been shorting myself on sleep.
–Our pet rat died, rather suddenly, on Thursday. Sorrow.
–While I don’t believe anyone has actually thrown a shoe at me this week, I’ve done a bit of flinching and ducking at the *shadows* of shoes, and had to work my way through some uncomfortable moments of ambiguity: “Wait, was that a shoe? Did someone just throw it? At *me*?” Not a pleasant feeling. Yeah, inner critic is getting out of hand again. Need to do something about that.
–Darned seasonal allergies messing with my singing voice. Grrr!
My good stuff:
–Seasonal allergies notwithstanding, I am beginning to come to grips with the Mozart Requiem that my choral group will be performing next month. Tricky vocal passages that had me squeaking ungracefully in previous weeks are now beginning to soar at last. I’ve even had some compliments! Yay!
–PhD work going pretty well this week. I’ve even been enjoying it a bit!
–My ten-year-old daughter regularly greets me with shining eyes, a lit-up smile, and an enthusiastic hug, all of which makes me feel *so* lucky, all the hard stuff just seems to melt away.
Looking forward to a glorious autumn weekend!
mmm, cats and sweaters, cozy cozy…I would go with hot cocoa, but for Havi, I think a nice cup of squash and leek soup with irresponsible cream in it…
@Andi – you may want to stock up on the pumpkin; there’s supposed to be a shortage this year ’cause of weather.
The Hard:
-4 days of flu. Topped out with a fever of 104.6, which sounds like the frequency of a bad jazz radio station (WFVR).
-Tepid Bath
-Wearing Socks
-Heavy period started 2 days in. Right before the fever peaked.
-Pathetic physical weakness and feeling of burden.
The Good:
+Better now, which is to say still not up to doing dishes or laundry, but at least a little decorative and I can make Sean laugh again instead of just look worried.
+Kid 1 has no symptoms, Kid 2 has mild ones (they both got flu shot 2 weeks ago – Go Mommy! Now to take care of self that well…) Husband is pretty sure he had this in Spring.
+Not being able to “do” anything gave me a lot of time to think about what I actually want to do when I can do it again.
+Realized I need to start living in my body again, despite the apparent advantages of absence.
+Gave self permission (!) to quit soul-sucking job as soon as get reimbursed for upcoming triumphant conference with the really cool research and presentation my passive-aggressive boss didn’t want me to even apply for.
+Paid off house. This definitely helped with the previous item. I feel like I can now afford to take the risk. And I’m not beating myself up about how I should have been able to do it sooner.
It’s been a telenovela week, for sure, but net +
Oh Chicken my chicken…
The hard:
– still sick; been on bland diet since Sunday. No caffeine, sugar, alcohol, or fun. So Tired of this BS and want desperately to be healthy.
– Went through big production for potential client only to discover the project is in LA. Bleh.
– waiting for clients to pay is making getting by hard right now, but in a couple of weeks things will be great.
The good:
+ finding a place emotionally where I can shiva-it-up while not feeling like a complete fool.
+ got through another long week of work
+ had an “ah-ha” moment in the tub the evening after a particularly long day
+ loving husband Hippie husband covering me until I get paid and my cats have personality up the wazoo
+ extra week’s worth of work when launch got pushed out
+ new technical director at my main client is a friend from a previous gig, so I’m hoping he’ll turn to me for his QA needs
Happy weekend everyone!
.-= Casey´s last blog ..Dave’s Top Ten Rules of Business =-.
Vacations are so, so necessary. Even when sometimes they’re vacations from your vacations.
Accommodate. That’s the word I *always* have to look up. Trips me up every time.
This week’s hard:
– Feeling on the verge of getting sick, and thus not having a lot of energy to tackle stuff that needs to be tackled.
– Being in that state of mind where every little tiny irritation sets me off on a tirade. It’s not a fun place, but not always easy to leave.
– I got on the scale and the numbers are going in the wrong direction.
This week’s good:
– A wonderful massage helped work some of the yuck out of my system and the stress out of my shoulders, and I have another one in a couple weeks to keep those gremlins at bay.
– I found out something about a former workplace that so clearly and totally explains some of the carp that went on there that it amazes me I hadn’t figured it out beforehand. I am so totally piling up some bad karma for reveling in the more salacious aspects of this news, but damn it makes me feel better about myself and completely knocks any small lingering doubts I had about why I wasn’t thriving there out of my mind.
– I was scrambling to meet a project deadline that I thought was looming, but in fact it’s not due for another week. Relief, because I think it needs a little more work than I would have been able to complete to my satisfaction this week.
– I got to participate in the Cloth•Paper•Scissors Studios open studio blog tour — so inspiring to see other people’s creative spaces, and nice to have some feeback on my own.
Have a great week, everyone!
.-= Lori Paximadis´s last blog ..Studio Tour =-.
The good:
* Experimenting with a morning ritual of rising early, doing Shiva Nata and some journalling/free writing every morning. Epiphanies are flying around everywhere.
* Progress on the thesis! Slowly, but progress!
The hard:
* Dealing with the increasingly likely possibility that I’ll be out of a job in January. All kinds of alternative scenarios going through my mind, because I do still want to finish the PhD, but I also need to pay the mortgage. Gah!
oooooh what a tough week, lots of hard stuff.
The Hard:
i seemed to spend a lot of this week fitting in tasks around other tasks and an awful lot of time on trains. I worked late four out of five days, and didn’t get a lot of sleep.
I felt harassed by the whole of mainland Europe – too long to explain..
My boss is leaving and I’m really worried about what might happen when he’s not there to hold up the barricade.
Finance stuff is really meh. it’s always meh.
My neck is really stiff again. back to the osteopath!
The Good:
I got a compliment from someone quite important
I offered some help that was appreciated
I have started a website http://www.lucysweetman.co.uk
And i blogged one morning over breakfast instead of freaking out about work and it was a pretty good anti-stress tactic.
Our ten year old friend Tom has invited @zoe1971 and I to watch Star Wars episode III this afternoon because he needs to show us how Darth Vader became bad.
Onwards! xx
I was staring at the screen telling myself I had to write something. Then your post hit my mailbox and I said “Thank you.” I don’t have to do this now. My mind is going in so many directions and I need a vacation.
So, I turned off the computer for the weekend.
And, the “hard” turned out to be the “good.”
.-= Bob Poole´s last blog ..Heal the World – One Person At a Time =-.
You guys! Hi!
I honestly have not even the slightest idea how comments got turned off (what?) on this post.
Actually, I don’t even know *how* to turn off comments, which is why I leave impossibly long and complicated explanations about what kind of comments I don’t want to get! Anyway, no idea how it happened or who fixed it (not me!) but yay.
I’m glad you guys were able to chicken with me. It would completely suck if you couldn’t.
@Shawna – ohmygosh, I’m glad your husband is okay! Whew. Scary scary scary.
@Emily – you made me laugh out loud with your typo strategy. Love it.
@Dawn – yay! PhD! Yay! Beer! Yay!
@Amy – Piglet Biggification! I love you.
@Kate + Alicia + Kathleen + all of you, really – I’m so excited that everyone got how cool the orange sweater is. And I really was the coziest, happiest person ever, enveloped in orange sweater, nestling with a matching pumpkin cat in this adorable cafe. If there had been squash and leek soup, it would have been perfect.
But I did have a crazy lasagna (with pickled cauliflower in it, I kid you not). Anyway, I love that you guys get it. It was this tiny moment of sweet and warm. Thank you.
Oh and Alicia? irresponsible Cream is totally a band, right? Irresponsible Cream!
Didn’t they just open for Lean’s Yes-O-Rama with Lace Edgings?
@Riin – ooh, the Zen Buddhist Temple! I know exactly which one. And I love that place. That brought back happy memories and a big smile. Happy for you.
@Inge – flying epiphanies! Whooooooo!
Man, I want to give every single one of you a hug. Thank you for making the Chicken the best thing ever. It makes the whole week make more sense somehow.
Flying Epiphanies! That is totally a band name!
.-= Riin´s last blog ..Business = busyness =-.
Yes-O-Rama with Lace Edgings?
You know that’s just one guy, right? Started out with a synth and a drum-machine in his auntie’s garage, and now look at him!
.-= Lean Ni Chuilleanain´s last blog ..Sunday Stash, no. 3 =-.
“No hacer nada salva a veces el equilibiro des mundo”
– Sometimes doing nothing brings the world back into balance.
Just my inner Spanish teacher waving around…
This should actually be:
“No hacer nada salva a veces el equilibrio del mundo.”
You know, in case someone DOES want to get it tattooed…It’s a great quote! 🙂