In which I cover the good stuff and the hard stuff in my week, trying for the non-preachy, non-annoying side of ritual and self-reflection.
And you get to join in if you feel like it.
I was in the archives this week (for the love of god do not click on that — they are endless!) looking for something or other that I already can’t remember.
And I discovered — much to my shock and horror — that somehow we skipped Friday Chicken #163.
We didn’t miss a Friday, of course. That’s never happened.
But a number is gone. It’s screwing up the count. Hence the point five. Might not be the best solution but it’s the first thing I came up with.
Anyway, shall we? Let’s chicken.
The hard stuff
Over-teaching.
Note to slightly future me. Or really, to the me who gets to leave presents for her:
Please do not plan to teach three teleclasses the week before leading an eight day retreat.
The first class was fantastic. Same with the third one. The one on Toozday I didn’t do a great job on. Sorry. Overloaded.
Apparently people got really good stuff from it anyway? So yay. The content was killer. But bleargh. I was not as there for it as I would have liked.
So much busy.
What with seventeen million things to do, and all the different forms of preparation.
Zombie thriller is totally hard and not fair not fair!
Somehow I’d thought that since I dance every day, this would be pretty easy for me.
I’ve got it down now, pretty much. But it took so many more hours of practice time than I’d imagined.
Bah.
Administrative nightmares all over the place.
Systems are mostly-working.
So the holes are just that much more noticeable.
Too many things.
Maybe not seventeen million but still overwhelming.
Had to go to a box store. Twice.
Imagine a dog coming out of cold and unpleasant water and shaking it all off.
I want a long weekend!
But it’s not going to happen this weekend.
The good stuff
Getting stuff done!
The hanging-out-with-my-iguanas session, which I thought would be horrible but was actually fascinating and useful.
I learned all sorts of things about the stuff I don’t want to do and why.
Learning the Thriller dance, finally.
So. Much. Fun.
Also, I like that this weird hole in my dance vocabulary has now been filled.
Shivanauticon.
Oh, yes.
We’re having a convention. Well, an Unconventional.
Details coming soon. EXCITEMENT!
Internet high five! Which I got from @sockdreams….
Fun stuff coming up! Who wants to do fun stuff with me?
Like going to the costume sale at the Oregon Ballet Theater warehouse this weekend?
Or going to the Rosebuds bout Saturday night?
Or doing Zombie Thriller next weekend???
Come on! Tell me.
Just happy.
I don’t know.
Smiling to myself. Crunching fall leaves. Eating squash.
Things are good.
Dance dance dance!
This week I was living and breathing in dancing mode.
My body is sore and happy.
Barbara F-ing Sher, ladies and gentleman!
So it’s no secret that I adore Barbara Sher.
Some of you might remember when I flew out to spend a week in North Carolina to do a retreat with her.
She’s one of the smartest, wisest, funniest, most fabulous people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. I sleep with a copy of Wishcraft by my bed. If she ever finds herself without a place to stay, I”m going to move her into my house and make her omelets.
We did a Kitchen Table call with her yesterday and it was so good!
Also do you know what she said about me?
She said: “I think you have a special handle on fun and joy. I like it when you sulk and grumble too, but you have never lost that magical thing that children have.”
Which is so perfect because I forget this like, three hundred times a day.
Crossing the Line!
It begins on MONDAY. It’s here. Password: haulaway
We are crossing. The line. And this is the voyage I care about most.
And it is going to be the most amazing thing ever.
I have planned all sorts of things and I am giggling over them.
Also, soon I get to buy the pie!
And we will have stars on the ceiling, and everything will be better.
The fun part of the Chickening happens here.
Tabstravaganza! Or: what’s Havi been up to with all those open Firefox tabs?
- My friend Madeleine’s marvelous no-stress manifesto, which is basically an anti-manifesto manifesto. Love.
- This made me so happy I can hardly even stand it.
- Also the candification of our food. By which I mean “food”. YES.
- This piece by David Erik Nelson (another Ann Arborite) called In it for the money.
- Thank you, Hayley for making me read this piece from Maya Angelou.
From the archives.
Some old, weirdly pertinent posts that I don’t remember having written, encountered while looking for something else:
- Destuckifying a hurt. (July, 2009)
- Visibility, Invisibility, Power, Pirates. (May, 2009)
- This one called Who me?, which might even be the first post I wrote about dancer-me. And then promptly forgot about.
Man. That second one I need to use on everything.
Playing live at the meme beach house — it’s the Fake Band of the Week!
Background? Ez and I make up bands. Stu (retired Bolshevik-fearing voice-to-text software) once translated “people will hate me and be jealous” to “they’ll hang out at my Meme Beach House“. It’s just one guy.
This week’s angry but hilarious band:
It Takes A Village, Asshole.
Their first album was, as everyone knows, Closer To Rants. It was pretty awesome.
Though of course, it’s really just one guy.
Hallo Hallo! I am saying Hallo Hallo. Announcement time.
Picture me wearing that crazy hat…
- The January Rally (Rally!) is nearly full. February is more than half full. So take a look and make something happen.
- Do you have an iPhone? If not, go to your local pub and chat up someone who does. Tell them they need to get the Shiva Nata app. Then borrow their phone for five minutes a day.
- Shivanauticon, people. If you’ve never done Shiva Nata yet, don’t worry. It will happen. But we are going to have the most unconventional convention that ever was.
I think that’s everything? If not, I’ll add stuff to the Very Personal Ads over the weekend.
That’s it for me …
And of course you can join in my Friday ritual right here in the comments if you feel like it.
Yes? Anything hard and/or good happen in your week?
And, as always, have a glorrrrrrrrrrrrious day, a restful weekend and a happy week to come. Shabbat shalom.
p.s. It’s okay if it’s not Friday anymore. There’s complete chicken amnesty — join in whenever (or not) and it’s no big deal.
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Oh, you. Thanks for the love, love. Sending you a smile and a hug. xo
Ha. I am an idiot. The crossing starts TOOZDAY. In my mind, I am confused with Rally. Awesome.
FRIDAY! That’s today. TOOZDAY! That’s next week. Got it.
@Madeleine – kiss kiss kiss. I miss you, honey.
Havi, I’m so glad you shared that manifesto. I’ve now read a few of Madeleine’s posts, and hers is my new favorite blog.
The Hard: Not enough movement/meditation/Shiva Nata. The results of which include grumpiness, ungroundedness, and general frustration. Some very silly miscommunications. It’s kind of like my partner and I were on separate wavelengths at the beginning of this week. The feeling that I should always be doing something other than what I’m doing (and/or that I should be hurrying). Blech. Unpleasant. Travel planning stress and confusion.
The Good: Getting clearer on what makes my body and mind happy (intentional movement and stillness both get a thumbs up). The really annoying miscommunications at least helped me remember that nobody knows what’s happening in my head, and that I need to say things out loud. Also, getting better at listening with patience. A great and very fun workout last night. I am love love loving my coaching clients, too. Each session leaves me energized. Oh, and pumpkin whoopee pies. Yumyumyum!
Happy weekends (maybe even including leaf-crunching) to all!
I haven’t chickened in so long. So Hello, fellow chickeners!
The hard stuff
Decisions. Oh-my-word.
Now I’m in post-graduate education at MSc level; I’m looking at PhDs and Doctorate of Clinical Psychology courses. Choices, decisions, fears. -cries-
Applications for jobs/volunteering… two interviews this week, having to decide my dissertation and having to choose a presentation topic. My head is whirring.
No sleep. Nightmares. Jumping between trains and getting hit by a plane. Who does that?
Such a big to-do list for this weekend when I just want to read.
Shoulder pain. Ouch Ouch. Even in my sleep. I wake up and it hurts. I go to bed and it hurts. It’s my writing arm. Ouch.
The good stuff
I’ve an awesome to-do list with breaks scheduled in to deal with this weekend.
Someone I look up to gave a talk this week that I went to. I sat next to them and it got me so inspired!
It’s Friday. Nuff said.
I have set aside specific time to read and draw and do yoga. I’m excited.
Autumn, my favourite season is here. Crisp, fresh yet sunny. Leaves which sing.
Here’s to a good weekend 🙂
Love me some Barbara Sher! That would definitely top a list of my reason to be happy. For myself this week:
Hard
– Stressing about money and the possibility of losing our house, and what to do with six dogs and two cats if that happens, and…and. Take a breath, honey!
– 5:30am wake-up for work is wearing on me.
– Feeling bored with my job and wanting something more but having no clue what that might be.
Good
– 3 days on jury duty! Yes, I enjoyed jury duty. Yes, I am a geek. It was really interesting to see the system in action.
– Getting to sleep until 7:30am on jury duty mornings. Harrah!
– Circleville Pumpkin Show tomorrow! I WILL be grateful for something that hasn’t quite happened yet. FUNNEL CAKE!
By the way Havi, I love your archives. When I need an emotional adjustment, I go there and randomly pick an article or two. Invariably, I find something of use!
Hello, Friday! And damn right, it takes a village, asshole. I love that band. Um, guy.
This week’s hard:
– Leaking toilet seal led to a puddle in my office and some ruined drywall. Of course, because it’s my house, it can’t be a normal, cheap, easy-to-fix thing. And that bathroom is out of order for the next three weeks while everything dries out.
– Drama. Disappointment. Disillusionment. A situation I was told was one (happy, improving) thing turned out to be not quite so much so. I can’t even get angry at being lied to; it just makes me sad.
– Had time to work on a creative project but zero motivation or inspiraton.
– Was guilted into hiring the former lawn guy to take care of the leaves this fall, and was reminded by the too-short grass, blown-away mulch, and trampled plants of why we declined to rehire him the first time. (Madly scribbling notes to future self…)
– Craptastic weather.
This week’s good:
– At least I noticed the plumbing leak *before* I installed the new hardwood flooring in the office, and although it’s not cheap to fix it, at least it’s not going to take a king’s ransom.
– I was able to do a good deed for a stressed-out young woman who reminds me much of myself at that age.
– Upgraded a couple of key pieces of software with only minor bumps in the road.
– A few days to putter and follow whims.
– And just when I was getting a little curious about when my next editing job would come in, a giant but fun project landed on my desk.
Happy Friday, Chickeneers!
It is the Moon of Unbelievably Vivid Colors Everywhere!
hard:
-cracks in new system showing up
-completely rat-fucked oldest kid’s ortho appt this morning. Shame! Guilt! Baleful Stares from Cranky Tweeen!
-because you know, the new schedule, less sleep, more to do…yeah, i was bound to drop a freaking ball wasn’t i?
-aaaaaaaaHHHHHHHHHH! my Redcard is about to expire! emergency procedures
-and no answer at the place wher i need to go to do above, cuz that’s how this rolls
good:
-husband and oldest child completely amnaging the packing of lunches. rescue!
-friday we sleep in til almost 7.
– i am now COMPLETELY alone in my house! bliss!
-Flailing. Okay I went over stuff i knew. sue me for setting the bar so low. going back in a second to try doing Sqaures and will no doubt fall completely over.
Cheers Chickneers!
The Hard:
– serving on a dysfunctional committee
– forgetting to do laundry, wearing an outfit that I hate, hating it all day long
– not enough yoga
The Good:
– finally organized my email inbox with labels and filters and it is sooooooo nice and mostly empty all the time now
– impromptu cheese and wine evening with my husband (on a work night no less!)
– gunmetal colored nail polish
TGIF
The Hard:
– Wrapping up loose ends to leave town involves many long days and short nights of sleep
– Drama on a matter that was resolved at the end of 2010 but somehow got reopened due to paranoia by a certain colleague. Once again, I get caught in the middle having to watch what I say very closely
– Almost getting on the wrong plane due to sleep deprivation
– Overpriced internet ($14.10 per DAY) not to mention overpriced food, lodging, etc.
The Good:
+ Major breakthrough on my data analysis for my dissertation thanks to the workshop I am attending
+ Got to the correct gate in time to get on the plane taking me TO my destination
+ Being allowed to check in early and finding out my room was only 20 feet from the fitness center! WooHoo!
+ Finding the Weight Watchers meeting and learning I lost 0.4 lb despite being out of town having to rely on others for my food
+ Sleep!!! Comfortable bed too. Need to figure out who makes the mattress pad because my shoulder pain is GONE!
Happy Weekend!
I love to chicken!
The Good:
Day 1 of a 10 day vacation in my own town. My own house. My own bed. All my friends. And my hula hoops.
A little attack of nostalgia yesterday, just enough to make me so thankful for where I am now.
Obama is bringing all the troops home from Iraq by the end of the year.
Hat weather is here.
Very productive week at the office before my vacation. Yay!
Pretending my house is an Inn. I keep it tidier and it holds mysteries.
The Hard:
[post no bills.]
Jumping right into the pot..
The good: I have narrowed my search for a new place to live and work down to 3 buildings.
The town these buildings are in, has granted me conditional approval to operate my business, pending final review. I have to have a firm decision on a building prior to final review.
I have some friends and family that are thrilled for me and are giving me moral support and prayers for me; on top of offering more concrete assistance when needed.
The hard: A friend of mine whose assistance I could really use, is beyond burnout and is in no shape to help anyone. This is difficult to watch, as my friend is so unbelieveably talented and wonderful. I wish I knew how to best help him through this difficult time.
Hard:
–so tired. so tired.
–My sweetie snapped at me over something that really felt unfair. In front of my daughter, which made it feel even worse.
–performance anxiety about a new work project. All my energy that day was spent coping with that anxiety, which was a bit awkward, as there were other iguanas in the room. not to mention elephants.
Good:
–The Art of Embarking!
–I had a BRILLIANT idea today for how I can spend the days leading up to Samhain. If this goes the way I’m hoping, the potential for self-healing, transformation, and re-integration is tremendous. I am so excited. Future Me! I am here for you!
–I handled the conflict with my sweetie in a very calm and sovereign way. I was wearing my crown, and wearing it well. Then later, when it was all resolved but I found myself grappling with aftershocks of old-pattern emotional reactions anyway, I was able to be reasonably compassionate with myself.
Love and good gwishes to all of you!
Thank you for the link to Madeline’s manifesto! I not only fell in love with that, but also with the post before it. Marvelous, marvelous.
Hard:
– My brain has not yet recovered from last Friday
– Still waiting to hear when my Great News will be finalized and I can talk about it, which means I’m wondering if it was as solid as I thought…
– Starting to get into that hole of “WRITE ANYTHING” which does little for my creative spirit
– Breathing problems still there despite the giving-up of caffeine
– Comic artist & I have not been able to get together due to both of us having external commitment hiccups
Good:
* the lovelyman is arriving soon! 6 days! *gleeee*
* Received Capers in multiple formats, hurrah! My feet are at the ready!
* Puppila has stopped limping, which is a great relief.
* Amazing skies this week – I spent a surprising amount of time just staring at the clouds.
* Still excited over steam room and sauna sometime within the next week 🙂
* Being able to say “no” to a request to rekindle contact
Thanks to everyone for also being inspiring and amazing 🙂 Loads of love to you all.
Joining the chorus of new admirers of MadYoga. Waving!
The wonderful phrases that people use in the comments! I record some of them and use them as Clews. In the Word Clews list I found this phrase: ” epic funk of blahness”, not sure who said it or when.
I had a lot of that this week, and that made everything hard.
The Good:
+ Good stuff all week in the Fluent Self blog!
+ Spent the afternoon at the bookstore coffee shop.
+ Discovered a pattern of needing plus resisting what I need. Being in the pattern = hard. Learning about it and how to change it = good.
+ Remembering some stuff that helps.
+ Remembering something from my years in social services: “Not making it harder than it has to be.”
+ Most recent round of physical therapy seems to be helping.
And a Gwish: I need Crossing the Line! It obviously isn’t going to happen this time — that darn reality thing keeps getting in the way — so I’m gwishing for the class to be offered again and for me to be there.
I have to share my woo-woo that the number 163 keeps showing up in my life, and I got chills when I saw what you wrote (I thought I’d somehow missed that week!)
Hard:
The rain. Hurricane leftovers level rain, without the hurricane. Cold and windy and generally yucky. And I don’t have rain boots either. Grumpy face.
Lack of alone project time. I need to call Silent Retreat! and Rally in place, because my deadline is November 1.
Three week cycle this month. 😛
Good:
Marty’s job is going well, even with first day jitters. Did I mention the 5 minute commute?
I got to see my friend get engaged tonight. It was awesome!
NaNoWriMo meetup at my coffee shop on Tuesday.
That line between my eyebrows is gone. I thought Olay was working really well, but after seeing my NaNo buddies I realize it’s that the stress of unemployment is gone.
A nice morning with three of my friends today at the coffee shop.
Yeah. 🙂
Cluck
Hard shtuff….
– Surrendering to What Must Happen even though I would much rather Things Were Otherwise.
– Reality. Sometimes reality SUCKS and don’t tell me to LOVE IT, I will resist that word til the end of my days. MAYBE I can do “accept it” and MAYBE I can do “find the useful”.
– So much uncertainty.
Good shtuff…
+ Surrender is liberating. It’s not about ME and the fact I wish things were otherwise is UTTERLY IRRELEVANT because it doesn’t change the FACTS. The fact I wish things were different is just another fact among many, all of which can be ADDRESSED once I let go of the completely pointless exercise of fighting reality.
+ There is loads of useful in this reality. Always.
+ So much certainty, too.
cluck cluck y’all. om.
ok, so there is a little bit of hard…
Boys confuse me. My friends confuse me. Life confuses me. Boys act one way, then another way, then another way. My friend drinks to much and hates the place we go where she can’t drink too much because she has to drive home but then she just acts miserable and leaves early since she can’t drink and can’t have fun when she doesn’t drink and it pisses me off. I want to erase this night and everyone I talked to.
I want to talk to people who aren’t drunk. or wishing they were drunk.
I want to just put on my music and get in my hula hoop and hoop tomorrow for hours.
Hard:
* Exhausted. Travel-adrenalin + thin walls = too little sleep.
* Laundry will not be dry before I need to be done packing.
* Zero progress on main sabbatical project.
* Edginess, envy, and other eeperies.
* Ye olde conflicte between being kind and being helpful, and feeling displeased with myself no matter what I decide.
* My French isn’t up to snuff.
Good:
* My French is improving daily. 🙂
* I’m in Switzerland! And I’m changing lodgings tonight.
* Finished massive copyedit the day before I left the US.
* Progress on smaller projects.
* Celebrating Simchat Torah at Kehilat Gesher (trilingual congregation in Paris). There was dancing and singing and festive choruses of clapping. There was kicking up my heels with a Torah in my arms. There was singing “Frère Jacques” in Hebrew (!).
* Wednesday’s cold symptoms have held off from phlegming into full-out ookiness.
Wishing everyone a belated Shabbat Shalom, and support both for handling the hard and enjoying the good.
This week has been quiet, for which I am profoundly grateful. And I also got lots of useful stuff out of the call on Tuesday. 🙂
The hard:
Coming to the realisation that the novel’s plotting just doesn’t really work and that after I’ve finished the dissertation I’m going to abandon (interesting word choice!) it.
Heart shaped matters bringing out a whole host of fears that I didn’t realise I had.
Background worry about jobs/money, or rather the lack of.
The good:
Getting very close to dissertation finishing.
Realising that stopping working on this novel will free me up to write something better, something that comes more from where I am now.
Realising how much I’ve learnt in the last 2 years.
Being all gooey-eyed about someone.
Yoga everyday!
Lots of internal stuff shifting. Seem to have learnt a ton this week (mainly thanks to the magic of Havi and the KT), and completely blown my mind in a good way. Yay!
Have a gorgeous weekend; hugs for all the hard and, you know, why not hugs for all the good too?
Loooove Barbera Sher!
Might just revisit a few chapters this week.
My good&hard were all mixed up this week.
How nice is it to close up this week with a chicken and a BOOM
The Hard
+ stressed about an unexpected request by supervisor to meet
& feeling very sad about it.
+ not getting the work done when i wanted it to get done
–> leading to discouragement
+ seeing my old group move on without me. i know i chose to leave but i still felt left out involuntarily. so much effort went into starting it up.
The Good
+ seeing the old group move on without me > they did and are doing SO WELL and i am so proud and its so nice everything continues on just fine
+ dealing with the unexpected request by my supervisor based on my NEEDS: asking her what this is about. insisting on my boundaries. sticking to what i need to
do.
+ finding a new television show that is about hard work and inspiration and it inspires me.
+ getting work done in the train. getting this sense of ‘i can do it’. slowly slowly its returning. but slow & steady does it.
Yes, YAY Barbara Sher! Don’t know why, but I feel like the internets is full of love for her lately, which is – totally! – As it Should Be. I, too, adore her, and live in the world she helped me build.
Chicken again! Whoa.
Hard stuff:
-Confrontation with some personal health-related stuff I thought I’d dealt with
-Worried about my ear, which has been hurting
-Some anxiety about mundane stuff
-Getting lost in Germantown with my gas light glaring at me and no gas station in sight; arriving at my friend’s house finally and just in time to not run out of gas, but in a near-panic state.
-Embarrassing the hell out of myself by not having enough money to pay for dinner, after how hard I had to push in the first place to drag myself out to Social Event, and having to ask people I don’t know well to cover for me and hoping they take my word that I will pay them back and don’t think I’m a big jerkface.
-Skipping a different Social Event because I didn’t feel like it would really be much fun. (Which actually wasn’t really that hard, but I do really want to hang out with these people. I just don’t want to hang out with them in a bar, especially if it means I have to drive into the city on a weeknight.)
-Dealing with two situations where I got triggered hard (one body image related and one sexual violence related) and having to recover from that
Good stuff:
-My first hot buttered Shiva Nata epiphany, which conveniently led to hot buttered spinach pastries!
-Feeling pleased with the expanding amount of fun and silliness in my life, which may also be attributable to Shiva Nata
-Courageously reaching out to strangers and making some awesome new friends!
-Celebrating Shemini Atzeret by making a list of things (tangible and intangible) that I can give myself to make me mindbogglingly joyful (like how My Ancestors were supposed to have felt upon receiving The Torah), and squeezing as many of them as humanly possible into the two days of the holiday.
-New Reiki client!
-possible client for this other amorphous experimental support type thing I can do
-Listening to 90’s dance party music all week and getting my groove on, middle-school dance style.
-Gender workshop!
-Overall maintaining a pretty stable positive mood through the week.
-Getting invited to join a class for free which I really wanted to take but had decided not to because it was too expensive — not just because of the whole “hey, free class!” thing but because the invitation made me feel really Seen in a way that just lit up my whole being with gladness and gratitude.
-This: http://tywkiwdbi.blogspot.com/2011/09/jayne-austen-book-gun-club.html
-Meeting, and hugging, a friend from overseas who I found out at the last minute was passing through the area on his motorcycle
-Coming out to a few new people about my Big Secret Writing Project
-Haircut!
-Keeping up with all my blogging commitments
-Recording a video of myself singing and playing the guitar, despite being totally scared of how vulnerable that made me, and choosing to share it with a few people in particular but not posting it quite so dramatically on my Facebook wall
-Being really intentional about incorporating more joy into my life, and seeing the results of that in a very immediate way.
-Brunch with my friend, finally! We’ve been trying to make plans and having to reschedule them for months now!
Also, I started keeping a Fake Band Names list, because I think of fake band names all the time and I always say “I should really write this down” but then I don’t. So now I do. So my fake band name of the week: The Spherical Miracles.
And my Gwish is to get better at gwishing. That is all.
Ugh. I’m sure this week wasn’t as bad as it seemed. Let’s find out.
HARD:
– Apparently my Saturday ritual? One of my favorite things in the world. And today it is SUNNY which would have made it that much sweeter but I slept through the first half of it and the other person involved in the second half scheduled something else.
– Not getting over the loss of my Saturday ritual and just doing something else fun. POUTING instead.
– Related: NEEDING A SLEEP SCHEDULE! And being engaged to someone who doesn’t have one and doesn’t need one and is trying really hard to understand why it’s so important to me but failing.
– So scared about my Sweet Little Thing. So very very scared.
– Painters and such outside the apartment all day long every day making a huge fucking racket.
– Giant mess inside the apartment. Exceedingly little of it mine.
GOOD!
– Dance class every day this week! It felt fabulous.
– The combo of volunteering at the humane society for a few hours and then going to dance class. Happy happy.
– Coming home after those evenings so excited that it continues into impromptu Shiva Nata dance party all over the living room.
– Bought music on itunes for the first time.
– Some solid (if slow) progress on establishing understanding about the sleep schedule thing. NVC for the win!
– NEW COMPUTER IS FINALLY HERE! So at least my virtual life is organized now.
– Cleaned up most of the living room and shifted our altars around. Now they’re bee-yoo-tiful. Especially the one to Dancing Shiva and the other one to Yemanja.
– We bought plants! And then repotted them all into these beautiful beautiful pots!
@Mechaieh: if you are travelling expensive Switzerland on a small budget and need affordable accommodation in Zurich check out http://www.zumgutenglueck.ch
My hard:
– 6 1/2 weeks cycle, 4 weeks out if which felt like non-stop PMS.
– Husband having to go back to unsafe place tomorrow and I am not happy with the way we have spent and organized our time together.
– Feeling I have totally failed in communicating with him the way I wanted to.
– Tired, tired, tired.
– Achy upper back.
– Two long drives on two consecutive days.
My good:
– Work going really well.
– I discovered that there is a lady who comes to work once a week to give half hour massages for little money – and she is marvellous. Temporarily very happy shoulders.
– Made quince jam.
– Had a little sign of life from someone I am always happy to hear from.
– Sunshine.
@Leocadia: Thanks for the rec! I’m actually done with Switzerland as of tomorrow, but I’m keeping your pointer on file, because who knows? It’s not inconceivable (although at the moment highly unlikely) that I’ll be back, so the tip is appreciated. 🙂