Oy vey! This house readying/move/painting/floors/etc has me frazzled! I’m not sad, upset, or anything, it’s just dizzying and I’m getting close to being out of steam!
It’s almost laughable how shot my memory and focus are right now. I’ve lost my keys more times than I can even count and my wallet was missing for a few hours the other day. Forget knowing what I went into a room for and I’ve resorted to using sticky notes on my desk to get tasks done. Focus is something I struggle with often, but memory isn’t usually. It’s just not me. I feel like my life is a little like Ms. Frizzle’s hair right now
I actually looked in the mirror yesterday and didn’t really recognize the face looking back at me. (That might be the weird sleep patters and crappy eating I’ve had going for me lately though. Yesterday was brought to everyone around me by pure adrenaline and caramel popcorn. I couldn’t even finish my coffee I was so tired.)
(I know, people don’t like to hear how tired or busy you are. Everyone is tired and busy. I’m sorry to have mentioned it.)
I have to wonder if part of the reason I didn’t recognize the person looking back at me in the mirror was because I just haven’t been myself lately? Reading has taken a back seat again to vegging out, staring at the TV at the end of the night, I haven’t cooked anything interesting or new in more than a month, and crafting? Ha that’s funny. All my creativity is zapped. I have pulled some crochet projects out of the boxes in the garage though so they’re available at least and I can work on them when I’m ready. I also haven’t really spent much time with friends and family lately and I think that’s part of it. They’re so often my touchstones when life is crazy. I need to fix all of the above.
So that’s where I am now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not depressed. I’m happy in our new space and pleased with how things are coming along. (Even if at the end of the day I’m too tired to do more work on the house which makes things unbelievably slow moving. It’s progress at a snails pace and I think she’s just lapped us.) Things are getting unpacked slowly and our belongings are finding new homes in our new home.
I had a hankering for muffins today so maybe I’ll make some after work. It’s so darn dreary today that the oven is begging to be turned on. I can hear it from here. That’s a good place to start.
Question: When you’re not feeling like yourself, how to you get back to you?