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Oh man, okay, apparently I am just going through one of those dry journal spells (as opposed to my twitter, which pretty much gets the brunt of my everyday little victories and defeats, if you can even call them that), but HAHA! I LIVE! Take THAT, world!
The past month+ has been kind of insane, mostly related to the condo and moving and all the inherent baggage that comes with that. On the other hand, I am pretty happy with the place--my buyer's remorse, such as it is, is pretty minor. I think once I get curtains up (a-and fix the screens, hurff) and more unpacked (I have until the end of August! woo!) and finish the last of the cleaning, it'll get better. For better or worse, I am committed, and I'm not freaking out about it. Just everything else!
MOSTLY, I suspect that it's just been the solid two months' worth of worrying and agonizing and being stressed that has caught up to me, because I feel sort of nervous and paranoid. WHAT IS GOING TO EXPLODE NEXT? AM I GOING TO GET ANOTHER CALL SAYING "WELP, SORRY, XYZABCDEFG HAS GONE WRONG. TURN IN YOUR [insert here] CARD NOW." As a result, I sort of waffle between "ugh I want to be grumpy and :E at EVERYTHING!!" and "ahhh make it go away, I don't want to see it /)_(\"--neither of which are healthy coping mechanisms! I am only dealing well in as much where I have to deal with people who just know me on a professional level; everything else I am sort of thbbbbbbbt.
WHICH IS NOT COOL. So note to self, cut that shit out. Recall your zen and coast with it, not on it. Everything is taken care of on the Major Life Front until September, when![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rinkhals comes home to me. ♥♥♥ Now is the time to tackle those resolutions I've been mulling over about myself as a social being, most of which got put either on hold or dismissed entirely before the unstoppable force that was Buying My Own Place. Now I don't have that excuse! Time to get cracking.
I want to go back to writing weekly--it's harder now, because my keyboard is doing the sort of sputtery sticking dance of death, and I'm only catching the mistakes about half the time, because I type so damn fast and assume I've done it correctly and only occasionally bother to look back. THEN I POST AND THERE ARE MISTAKES AND BOY IS THERE EGG ON MY FACE. I want to stop worrying about the things I can't change and devote my energies to the things I can. I want to start being more balanced in how I handle my time, and the people I interact with--reconnect with friends I haven't seen in a while, get closer to people I like and admire, but not neglect the folks that I spend time with now.
Also I want to start going to bed earlier, but ugh, not enough hours in the day. Work in progress!
I thought about doing the "i've always wanted to tell you" meme, but I'm not sure I would get anything new about it. I have a good guess at what most of my flaws are that people would nitpick about (though I should reiterate as always, if I have done something to bother/offend you, never hesitate to tell me so), and I've been so borderline reclusive I doubt there's much good to say. :p
I guess if people really have burning things to say, they can use this post. Hello, world.
The past month+ has been kind of insane, mostly related to the condo and moving and all the inherent baggage that comes with that. On the other hand, I am pretty happy with the place--my buyer's remorse, such as it is, is pretty minor. I think once I get curtains up (a-and fix the screens, hurff) and more unpacked (I have until the end of August! woo!) and finish the last of the cleaning, it'll get better. For better or worse, I am committed, and I'm not freaking out about it. Just everything else!
MOSTLY, I suspect that it's just been the solid two months' worth of worrying and agonizing and being stressed that has caught up to me, because I feel sort of nervous and paranoid. WHAT IS GOING TO EXPLODE NEXT? AM I GOING TO GET ANOTHER CALL SAYING "WELP, SORRY, XYZABCDEFG HAS GONE WRONG. TURN IN YOUR [insert here] CARD NOW." As a result, I sort of waffle between "ugh I want to be grumpy and :E at EVERYTHING!!" and "ahhh make it go away, I don't want to see it /)_(\"--neither of which are healthy coping mechanisms! I am only dealing well in as much where I have to deal with people who just know me on a professional level; everything else I am sort of thbbbbbbbt.
WHICH IS NOT COOL. So note to self, cut that shit out. Recall your zen and coast with it, not on it. Everything is taken care of on the Major Life Front until September, when
rinkhals comes home to me. ♥♥♥ Now is the time to tackle those resolutions I've been mulling over about myself as a social being, most of which got put either on hold or dismissed entirely before the unstoppable force that was Buying My Own Place. Now I don't have that excuse! Time to get cracking.I want to go back to writing weekly--it's harder now, because my keyboard is doing the sort of sputtery sticking dance of death, and I'm only catching the mistakes about half the time, because I type so damn fast and assume I've done it correctly and only occasionally bother to look back. THEN I POST AND THERE ARE MISTAKES AND BOY IS THERE EGG ON MY FACE. I want to stop worrying about the things I can't change and devote my energies to the things I can. I want to start being more balanced in how I handle my time, and the people I interact with--reconnect with friends I haven't seen in a while, get closer to people I like and admire, but not neglect the folks that I spend time with now.
Also I want to start going to bed earlier, but ugh, not enough hours in the day. Work in progress!
I thought about doing the "i've always wanted to tell you" meme, but I'm not sure I would get anything new about it. I have a good guess at what most of my flaws are that people would nitpick about (though I should reiterate as always, if I have done something to bother/offend you, never hesitate to tell me so), and I've been so borderline reclusive I doubt there's much good to say. :p
I guess if people really have burning things to say, they can use this post. Hello, world.