11 February, 2013

Just another manic Monday.

Some people need to learn how to just shut their mouths. You all know the type of people I'm talking about - the ones that rant on a certain subject without making sure people in the conversation aren't a part of their rant. Especially when it happens two times in as many days. Shut your mouth.

Some people also need to learn how to be kind to others, and on a related note, some people need to learn to be thankful for others' kindness. It's not always easy to be kind.

Waking up at 5am is AWFUL. I have been doing it for 6 months now, and I'm still not used to it. I don't know if I can ever be used to it. But it's so worth the commute and the early end to my workday.

I started working out again last week, and it's great (well, kind of). I love being active, and I love doing Zumba. I don't necessarily like working out, but Zumba is actually a fun way to pass the time. Even though I had wobbly-leg all last week.

My anxiety has been through the roof for the last month or so, but oddly enough, I've actually been feeling good about myself. It's like, my meds are excelling in one area and seriously failing in the other. Makes no sense. But feeling good about myself has made me want to buy new clothes. So I have. Shopping with friends can be fun.

I got a sewing machine for Christmas and haven't used it yet. I bought some really cute fabrics to make myself a blanket. We'll see how it turns out. I am aiming to have it done before California so I can take it with me. And I haven't even started yet. And I'm a slacker. And I just want a blanket. So yah.

Today isn't such a bad Monday for me. Things are busy at work but not painful. The sun is shining. The snow stopped this morning. I have a job and a house and a family and enough food. Things are good.

4 comments:

  1. I second the kindness tip. It never fails to astonish me how often people push right past me while I'm holding the door open for them. I mean, really? Saying thanks is HARD WORK, I guess.

    So glad to hear that you feel good about yourself. Anxiety sucks, but feeling good about yourself is so important. I'm happy for you! <3

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    1. Thanks. :) And yah, a simple 'thank you' can mean so much, but is rarely used nowadays. (Typing that made me feel old...)

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  2. I feel like kindness and etiquette are so under appreciated these days. And I'm not talking about the stuffy, which fork do you use sort of thing--I just mean common courtesy! It's really sad.

    Yay for working out again! :) And I'm glad you're feeling good about yourself, even though your anxiety has been really high. I don't have clinically diagnosed anxiety, but I do feel like it impacts my life sometimes. When I make myself work out, it makes me feel better about myself and reduce my anxiety, and not just because I'm burning off all those calories from some potato chips. My highly non scientific explanation is that when I'm anxious I don't breathe deeply, but when I'm working out hard, and even after, I'm definitely getting in all the air I can. And being worn out from working out (in a good way) means I have less energy for my anxiety to feed off of. Maybe thinking of it that way will help you too :)

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    1. I agree working out helps, with my anxiety and my depression. They are both caused by a really harsh imbalance of dopamine in my brain, and working out releases endorphins that mimic dopamine for a bit, so seriously, it helps. There's the scientific part. :)

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