I'm taking the day off...
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averygoodun42(I say as if I haven't already taken the last few days off...)
A number of things have brought me down, and I woke up this morning knowing that I need to make yogurt, I need to go to church and I need to do laundry, preferably all in that order.
However, I also knew that I am not going to do any of those tasks. I am tired. Mentally, physically and emotionally. Wrung out. I don't have much good reason to be (nothing extraordinary, anyway), but I am, and I better respect that if I don't want to plunge into a depression which will cut the legs I've finally developed out from under me. (I asked Geoff last night if he thought I was getting depressed - him being a depressive as well, he knows the signs - and he's as unsure as I am, what with all the viruses and tragedies going around. I have started taking vitamin D again, just in case it is depression.)
I might work on my algebra today, as it's a matter of pride, but I will work on it more intelligently so as to avoid the frustration that's been growing every day; i.e. I will look to learn the lessons presented in the course elsewhere, because the professor of the course I'm taking can't teach this course worth shit. I've already explored the internet for the current frustration and found a perfectly diagrammed explanation that cleared up all of the issues I was having with that specific process. So ner.
*gives finger to course instructor*
*but realizes I'm getting what I'm paying for*
On the bright side, I managed to make a pair of pants for Page to wear to karate yesterday morning (that is, the lesson and the construction all took place yesterday morning), and he enjoyed his lesson. Whatever bug he had on Friday, he is fully recovered from it, as he's been literally bouncing around and throwing his arms around me with enthusiastic "I love you!"s since Friday afternoon. And he's been unusually compliant, actually doing things we ask of him without waging a huge battle about it. And helping without being asked. Most unusual, but lovely.
Geoff and I also ordered our glasses yesterday. Ouch. But I think it'll be well worth it. I found an eye prescription from 2006, and it seems my vision has got a full point worse in the last five years (going from +1.75 - +2.75 in one eye, the other eye having comparable deterioration). So, yeah, no wonder I've been tired lately. I've been putting all my limited energy into seeing.
The frames I ended up getting are not any of the ones I listed, amusingly. When we were trying on glasses, I veered into the (unmarked) children's section and lo and behold, yes, there, that one, yes, the full rimmed, dark copper one, suited my face far better than the half-rimmed light copper lovely I liked before. (Of course it was more expensive, as well... grr.) But I'm now looking forward to getting them back and being able to see properly again.
And to wrap up, I'll do yesterday's (appropriate for today) sin:
Day 1- Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2- Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3- Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4- Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5- Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
Day 6- Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7- Lust. Seven love secrets
1. Cleaning the bathrooms. I will do it, but only when it starts stinking or there are guests coming over. And I'm just as likely to find a different task and ask Geoff to do it.
2. Exercise. I really, really need to get off my butt on that.
3. Dusting.
4. Financial reading. Yes, I'll review my bank statements and all that, but I just can't find the wherewithal to read through the investment booklets. I hope we're not invested in horrible things, though probably are.
5. Plant watering. It's amazing I still have living plants with the way I neglect them.
6. Socializing. For myself, but especially for Page. Bad, bad mommy me.
7. Drawing. I am a very talented artist, but I have no hope of getting better if I don't practice. Drawing is excellent practice, especially for what I need practice in, such as value and composition. But I hate drawing (it's tedious working with grays) so I don't do it.
A number of things have brought me down, and I woke up this morning knowing that I need to make yogurt, I need to go to church and I need to do laundry, preferably all in that order.
However, I also knew that I am not going to do any of those tasks. I am tired. Mentally, physically and emotionally. Wrung out. I don't have much good reason to be (nothing extraordinary, anyway), but I am, and I better respect that if I don't want to plunge into a depression which will cut the legs I've finally developed out from under me. (I asked Geoff last night if he thought I was getting depressed - him being a depressive as well, he knows the signs - and he's as unsure as I am, what with all the viruses and tragedies going around. I have started taking vitamin D again, just in case it is depression.)
I might work on my algebra today, as it's a matter of pride, but I will work on it more intelligently so as to avoid the frustration that's been growing every day; i.e. I will look to learn the lessons presented in the course elsewhere, because the professor of the course I'm taking can't teach this course worth shit. I've already explored the internet for the current frustration and found a perfectly diagrammed explanation that cleared up all of the issues I was having with that specific process. So ner.
*gives finger to course instructor*
*but realizes I'm getting what I'm paying for*
On the bright side, I managed to make a pair of pants for Page to wear to karate yesterday morning (that is, the lesson and the construction all took place yesterday morning), and he enjoyed his lesson. Whatever bug he had on Friday, he is fully recovered from it, as he's been literally bouncing around and throwing his arms around me with enthusiastic "I love you!"s since Friday afternoon. And he's been unusually compliant, actually doing things we ask of him without waging a huge battle about it. And helping without being asked. Most unusual, but lovely.
Geoff and I also ordered our glasses yesterday. Ouch. But I think it'll be well worth it. I found an eye prescription from 2006, and it seems my vision has got a full point worse in the last five years (going from +1.75 - +2.75 in one eye, the other eye having comparable deterioration). So, yeah, no wonder I've been tired lately. I've been putting all my limited energy into seeing.
The frames I ended up getting are not any of the ones I listed, amusingly. When we were trying on glasses, I veered into the (unmarked) children's section and lo and behold, yes, there, that one, yes, the full rimmed, dark copper one, suited my face far better than the half-rimmed light copper lovely I liked before. (Of course it was more expensive, as well... grr.) But I'm now looking forward to getting them back and being able to see properly again.
And to wrap up, I'll do yesterday's (appropriate for today) sin:
Day 1- Pride. Seven great things about yourself.
Day 2- Greed. Seven worldly material desires.
Day 3- Wrath. Seven things that piss you off.
Day 4- Sloth. Seven things you neglect to do.
Day 5- Envy. Seven qualities you lack and covet.
Day 6- Gluttony. Seven guilty pleasures.
Day 7- Lust. Seven love secrets
1. Cleaning the bathrooms. I will do it, but only when it starts stinking or there are guests coming over. And I'm just as likely to find a different task and ask Geoff to do it.
2. Exercise. I really, really need to get off my butt on that.
3. Dusting.
4. Financial reading. Yes, I'll review my bank statements and all that, but I just can't find the wherewithal to read through the investment booklets. I hope we're not invested in horrible things, though probably are.
5. Plant watering. It's amazing I still have living plants with the way I neglect them.
6. Socializing. For myself, but especially for Page. Bad, bad mommy me.
7. Drawing. I am a very talented artist, but I have no hope of getting better if I don't practice. Drawing is excellent practice, especially for what I need practice in, such as value and composition. But I hate drawing (it's tedious working with grays) so I don't do it.
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Date: 2011-03-14 09:12 am (UTC)