Either I do things RIGHT NOW or not at all. When left to my own devices. Trying to come up with better self management tasks for my non-work life. And while it pains me to say it, I think I need to have more structure. Remember structure? And routine? And all that?
So I plan to add more structure to my spending habits (which I don't think are extravagant, but they are ridiculously undertracked) and more structure to my eating (which I know needs to include more fruits and vegetables). I am trying to remind myself how really awesome it was to have structured times for going to bed. And a routine for taking pills. And a regularly scheduled time to go to the gym. And then I will try to apply this joy of routine to other things. Ugh. But here is the thing... once I establish a routine it will become... routine. And then it won't have to take up so much of my time. Day 2 of being back on the venlafaxine and the shakes and the nightmares and the extreme irritation are gone. I WANT OFF! This still does not make rational sense to me, but there it is. I have many many meetings this week. Kind of sort of stressing out about them, but not really. I just feel underprepared and overprogrammed. I have nothing profound to say today. Which is probably for the best. Now I am going to dig myself out from under the pile of papers that I am burried under. Junk mail. The kind that is so old and so heavy that it is starting to become sedimentary rock. I am located somewhere in the equivalent of the cretaceous era. Okay, signing off. Grateful Crap: roof over head, healthy children, 3yo giving me a backrub says, "This is torture." Equatorial Actions back on all the meds - venlafaxine, bupropion, lamotrigine I tap danced in class today, but it hardly counts as exercise-- more as comic relief Crap. Forgot to call the people. You know, the psych. people. Tomorrow. Really. I'll make a note. Still having trouble posting photos without crashing my browser. Eventually I will figure this out. THAT would make a great epitaph. Comments are closed.
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