I went to volunteer with the ECFE class (Early Childhood Family Education). And I didn't walk in with my head down, unwilling to make eye contact. I didn't realize that I had fallen into that for the past few times until the behavior changed.
I didn't worry that I was not quite engaged. I sought out people on purpose and talked to them. Sheesh, it makes it sound like I was just hiding in the corner before. Which I wasn't. But I felt like I had more normal interactions with adults.
Children are never the problem.
I answered and returned phone calls without heart palpitations. I did not immediatly assume that I had done something wrong whenever someone seemed unhappy or angry or distracted.
I did not accomplish any monumental tasks. And that was just fine.
Grateful Crap: I really, really like my spouse. In an embarrassingly mushy way that is sure to cause excrutiating discomfort to our future teenage children.
took meds (but I haven't reordered them and I haven't moved them out of my travel case in the bathroom; they really belong in the kitchen. Then I remember to take them.)
Spent time in sun
Talked to people like a normal human being
*NOTE* on the previous day I was NOT a normal human being because I needed to get all of my paperwork for teacher relicensure in to the district and there was of course the drama of some missing paperwork. All fine. Thanks to my awesome boss and some very helpful presenters who responded almost immediately to my request for confirmation of my attendance at a conference. I have not yet outgrown my procrastination. I do not wonder where my eldest gets this trait.
Quaker, teacher, parent,