I am not sure if I prefer Down anxiety or Up anxiety. As the daylight hours lengthen, I am feeling increasingly able to do stuff... but it is fueled with that nervous energy. The on-the-edge-of-hypomania buzz. I plan to break out my yellow glasses tonight. To remind my brain that night is coming even if it doesn't really seem like it.
I spent a long weekend recently DECLUTTERING my room on one day; followed by DECLUTTERING daughter's room the following day. I like the results, don't get me wrong.
But I did manage to somehow injure my thumb. This is less ridiculous than it sounds because I have a pre-existing overuse injury that predisposes BOTH of my thumbs to re-injury.
I am doing better about not reading news night and morning in bed. I did reapply the NY Times app to my phone because I was cheating and using Apple News to get to the NY Times anyway and I figure I need to manage my behavior in general, and not just blame the failing, failing New York Times.
I did deactivate my Facebook Account. But I will need to go in there and grab some pictures I think unless i can find them somewhere else because Friends General Conference needs some of the ones I took this summer of the kids in the preschool program.
I'm still reading The Three Musketeers.
Those are the things that I identified as action steps after talking to the OFP at my last therapy appointment.
I'm feeling very speedy right now. I'm dealing with paperwork and money stuff that is stressing me out a bit. And dealing with phone calls related to paperwork and money and getting tax stuff in order (always fun for everyone, I know) has upped my level of adrenaline.
Which means that now I am typing about 230 words per minute. Let me see if that is actually true... Okay, nevermind. It is only 90 words per minute but mostly because I am making a lot of careless mistakes.
I am still trying to get back on track eating/exercise wise (I cannot spell that word. Five attempts to get the correct spelling.) Going back to a 30-day "Whole 30" elimination diet.
Not a cleanse. Not a New Diet Plan for Life. Just 30 days in which I don't have a bunch of stuff. And then I can add it back if I decide to. But here is what I know: I will feel better not having any dairy and not having any added sugar. And if I can get in that habit... if I can remember how it feels to feel better... that will be good.
I had fallen into the trap of eating well (foods that make me feel good) for breakfast and lunch, but then snacking and dining on things full of dairy and sugar. Because that is what I crave.
I am thinking of enrolling in an online class this summer.
That is neither here nor there.
I need to stop typing now. My frickin thumb is acting up.
Quaker, teacher, parent,