The week from Hell
Jan. 9th, 2004 11:37 amUgh, what an awful week! Going into Sunday, my mood went downhill and stayed low for much of this week. I'm guessing its accumulated stress from some ongoing serrious financial issues, lots of controversy at a job that I find unchallenging, and not enough, er, social life. The analytical closet psychiatrist that seems to reside in my soul tells me (well, no, I don't hear voices...often) that such mood swings are a normal part of being human. I, of course, want to be like Lucy in Peanuts and only go "from ups to upper ups!". So, it was a week of work, time at home, and sleep.
And so I missed yet another opportunity to practice my Advanced square dance calls (which, I fear, are fading quickly), spent effectively no time with David, fretted over bills I owe, and tormented Psycho Kitty, who seems to sense my moods all too well. If there was any good that came from the week, its that I did a lot of catching up on tasks for the square dance club. The good thing about being President for three years is that you can do a surprising amount on autopilot.
Financially, I've come to the realization that I've never been in worse shape. The whys and wherefores make for a long and rather boring story and not worthy of time here. But the bottom line, I've realized is that I'm going to need to find a chunk of cash in the next month and am not sure where it'll come from. If only I could get paid for the hours of insomnia..... Buy my pencils anyone?
Funny how all things seem to come at once. I learned yesterday that my best friend Todd's stepfather (actually I have two best friends but that's another thread) had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. Long and somewhat tearful conversation with Todd last night. We know each other so well that I could sense his pain without hearing the words. I don't know that I helped him, I feel so powerless at times like this.
Saturday promises to be busy with a Foggy City (my square dance club for those 2 or 3 who don't know) Board meeting, a dance at El Camino that I really want to go to. Sunday I'll see David, assuming he hasn't disowned me. And next week I'm off on Thursday for La Fiesta de Los Osos in Tucson, one of the two bear events I'll be attending this year. It'll be good to escape from SF for a while and see some good friends I've missed.
Phew, it feels better to write it all down....
And so I missed yet another opportunity to practice my Advanced square dance calls (which, I fear, are fading quickly), spent effectively no time with David, fretted over bills I owe, and tormented Psycho Kitty, who seems to sense my moods all too well. If there was any good that came from the week, its that I did a lot of catching up on tasks for the square dance club. The good thing about being President for three years is that you can do a surprising amount on autopilot.
Financially, I've come to the realization that I've never been in worse shape. The whys and wherefores make for a long and rather boring story and not worthy of time here. But the bottom line, I've realized is that I'm going to need to find a chunk of cash in the next month and am not sure where it'll come from. If only I could get paid for the hours of insomnia..... Buy my pencils anyone?
Funny how all things seem to come at once. I learned yesterday that my best friend Todd's stepfather (actually I have two best friends but that's another thread) had passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. Long and somewhat tearful conversation with Todd last night. We know each other so well that I could sense his pain without hearing the words. I don't know that I helped him, I feel so powerless at times like this.
Saturday promises to be busy with a Foggy City (my square dance club for those 2 or 3 who don't know) Board meeting, a dance at El Camino that I really want to go to. Sunday I'll see David, assuming he hasn't disowned me. And next week I'm off on Thursday for La Fiesta de Los Osos in Tucson, one of the two bear events I'll be attending this year. It'll be good to escape from SF for a while and see some good friends I've missed.
Phew, it feels better to write it all down....