If I haven't mentioned it recently, I have kind of made a reputation for myself as someone who trips/falls with some regularity. It has been a few years, but while we were visiting my sister, to quote Britney Spears, "Oops, I did it again". I was walking down Main Street in Half Moon Bay, California, and then suddenly, I was ON Main Street, hands and knees first, glasses three feet ahead of me (unscathed).
Matt helped me get up, and the woman sitting in front of the Half Moon Bay Bakery asked if I was OK. I posed like Kerri Strug and said, "Stuck the landing!".
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| Can't spell struggle without Strug. |
But, truth told, I also skinned/banged up my right knee which sucks.
I feel like "stuck" might be the overwrought word of the year, for me.
But let me talk you through what's up.
One, my nephew graduated. That's why we were in Half Moon Bay. It was a nice ceremony, he looked delighted and delightful. We gave him some money for his graduation. We spent a few days in California, and we averaged walking about four miles each day. Which, for someone like me, who hates exercise, and who spent half the trip with a gimpy gait, isn't bad. Ate some great food, spent time with our family, I put my feet in the Pacific - all good, right?
Yes! In fact, during that trip, my husband got a call letting him know he got the job for which he had interviewed the previous week. The job. The one he's been waiting a lifetime for. It doesn't require us to leave Nashville - in fact, it cuts his commute in half - to less than a mile from our house. I don't want to name drop, but the letters N, P, and T are involved.
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| Too obvious? |
So, my nephew has a lot of new and exciting things ahead. My husband has the same.
I got new and exciting feedback that the technical portion of my last training class was sub-par. Hell, I could have told them that - I felt sub-par as I was learning it, and teaching it. I feel sub-part nearly every day of the week. Add to that, my department (meaning me) is having trouble connecting with
So, like anyone who has a setback at work, I now feel like I am under a pretty powerful microscope. It's possible that I'm overstating, but it's also possible that I'm not. I know that my anxiety tends to amplify anything negative and makes it seem insurmountable. But also... what a mess.
And I am trying to work through the big feelings.
Well, anyway - that's where I am at the moment. I have been pretty busy for a Monday - I got an oil changed scheduled, emailed Piper's vet, and talked with our plumber. All before work started. My good luck is that I have Juneteenth off. I cannot wait. I am going to get the car done, I'm going to try to get a massage, I'm going to be laser focused on self-care - because I. AM. EXHAUSTED. We traveled the weekend before last, then I had my week of reckoning, then we had to travel this weekend (albeit a day trip) for a family event. Add to that, the dog is restless and itchy (see: email to vet). I have not slept well or enough.
I also need to make a quick run down to Franklin at lunch to give my friend some mail that I picked up while he was on vacation. You would think that I would have remembered to take it last night when we met for dinner. I did not. So now, I am taking a little boondoggle. I miiiiiight grab a little ice cream while I'm out - help clear the bad taste of life out of my mouth.
And I know, I know - ice cream won't fix anything - but it tastes good, and sometimes, you just need something to freeze your overtaxed little brain.
Don't worry - I'll pull myself out of this little slump.
I'll get unstuck.
But I'll always stick the landing.
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