Hello, dear readers and thank you so much for stopping by. I know its very late and I apologize for that but today was a strange day.
If we were having coffee, I would say that I know it’s very late—and I would apologize for that—but today was a strange day.I spent it fighting against myself. One side of me wanted to be productive. I wanted to clean the house, and write, and take care of a few small projects around the house, but I didn’t. I wanted to read, take down the Christmas tree, finally, and get everything ready for returning to work tomorrow, but I didn’t do any of that either.
For the most part, I did nothing at all except scroll Twitter and listen to podcasts. At this point, I am just happy I made it into the shower and washed my hair, and I got most of the laundry done too. I’m not sure what is wrong, but I suspect it’s the after holiday haze and the difficult return to a regular schedule. I’m just out of it.
If we were having coffee This past week was my back to work since having two weeks off for Christmas and New Year’s—perks of working for a school district. I’m still trying to get back into the swing of things I suppose.
I started the week off well. New year, new me! I kept up with my resolutions. I posted here. I wrote bits of poetry. I commented on blogs and even replied to some of you here. I kept up with my journal, my planner, and even doodled a bit in my sketchbook. I didn’t start my Yoga habit yet, but I did cut back on sugar. It was a great week, up until about Wednesday afternoon when all my motivation fizzled out. By Friday I was unmotivated and eating candies and cookies all day.
I’m not surprised. This actually happens every week I had just hoped that since my break wasn’t very productive either I might be able to get my shit together and start 2017 off right. I’m trying hard not to be too disappointed in myself. This is typical, and at least I tried. I plan to try again this week and every week after that. New year, same me.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that the weather didn’t help either. The week started out pretty warm, for Colorado winter that is, but by Wednesday we were below freezing. Then the snow moved in. Thursday we saw in sub-zero temperatures and enough snow that school was canceled. I spent my surprise day off sleeping in, watching Netflix, and napping. In other words, I wasted it. Then again, what are snow days for, right?
Friday was rough. We were back to work but on a delayed schedule which is always a big cluster fuck for the transportation department. Luckily I just have just one school, and one kid to worry about. I may have been late, but nothing went terribly wrong. We stayed safe.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you not to take my pessimistic tone too seriously. I’m not happy with myself, sure, but feel good about the coming week. My schedule will be stable, and on Friday I get to see my favorite movie ever on the big screen! That’s right, I have tickets to a Pulp Fiction party this Friday the 13th. How flipping awesome is that?
I can’t imagine that anyone has not seen Pulp Fiction. I don’t see how you could go through life not even accidentally seeing it, but just in case you don’t know how awesome this awesome piece of art is, it’s currently streaming on Netflix. Go watch it. Hell, even if you have seen it go watch it. You can never see it too many times.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have to get going. I apologize again for showing up so late, and I thank you again for stopping by. I needed this more than I knew.
I hope your first week of 2017 went well. I won’t say I hope you kept your resolutions because that really isn’t what matters. I only hope you haven’t given up. Change is hard.
If you have time, leave a comment and let me know how you are and what you’ve been up to. One of my goals this year is to get over both my fears of feedback and my fear of talking to people online. Your comments help. They give me a space to practice.
Until next time :)
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