I would like to go back and figure out if my obsessive projecty-things alternate between physically demanding and mentally demanding tasks.
As soon as I finished presenting, my brain went on walkabout. I was very slow. And tired. And needed to just not do anything.
EXCEPT that every time I turned my computer on I needed to mess with the website that is an offshoot of the presentation that we gave. (This sounds like that poem about this is the house that jack built. This is the cheese that lay in the house that jack built. This is the rat that ate the cheese that lay in the house that jack built...)
And because of that I neglected my blog because every time I got near a computer I was drawn in to this other project. For hours.
So TODAY I managed not to do more than ten minutes (maybe twenty) on the work-related (sort-of) website.
And I dug in to redesigning the children's bedroom (for the 2,348th time. this year.)
I moved a giant bookcase out and carried a dresser up from the basement and sorted through all the things on the floor and relocated all of my son's clothes and moved the stereo and carried up a table and thought about sweeping and my daughter looked at me as I was in zombie declutter mode and she said, "It's already night." and even as I was crashing around in her room, she crawled into her bed, pulled up the covers and fell asleep.
I am just idly curious to see if there is any pattern behind the obsessive projects.
Therapist cancelled on me today. Which was kind of okay because I forgot about the appointment until half an hour before it started. But I had just dropped off daughter with Spouse and was on my way when I got the cancellation call. Sheesh.
Grateful Crap: a bunch of stuff
a bunch of other stuff
Worked out at the Y today (this too had fallen by the wayside in the stressful crunch of presentation madness)
Quaker, teacher, parent,