The good and the bad
Nov. 22nd, 2006 04:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sereneThe past few days have been both rough and loving, both stressful and reassuring.
The good: My family loves me; I have a roof over my head and food to eat; I have apparently learned to bake bread without turning out inedible bricks; I am receiving some income from UI and contract work; I have some more contract work and some more stuff at Cal on the near horizon.
The bad: Night before last, had a difficult bout with my heart thing(*) that sent me into a bit of a tailspin emotionally. Yesterday, it took me most of the day to get out of a serious emotional slump, and I am only just feeling like me again. I gave myself the rest of today and tomorrow off from the job-and-client-hunting thing, because I just need it. Back to the grind on Friday.
Back to the good again: I spent the day feeling really down, but really loved. My partners are really good about letting me be me, in whatever form that takes. I do my best not to spill my moods on them, and they are champs about making me feel as good as possible when I'm down. Ditto my mom.
(*) My heart does this skipped-beat thing that is sometimes a vague annoyance, and sometimes really kind of scary. The other night, it was so bad that my vision blurred. I have had this checked out by doctors, and done the EKG thing and all, and they are unconcerned about it, but I hate it, and it makes me feel mortal and fragile and like I'm not taking good enough care of my body.
The good: My family loves me; I have a roof over my head and food to eat; I have apparently learned to bake bread without turning out inedible bricks; I am receiving some income from UI and contract work; I have some more contract work and some more stuff at Cal on the near horizon.
The bad: Night before last, had a difficult bout with my heart thing(*) that sent me into a bit of a tailspin emotionally. Yesterday, it took me most of the day to get out of a serious emotional slump, and I am only just feeling like me again. I gave myself the rest of today and tomorrow off from the job-and-client-hunting thing, because I just need it. Back to the grind on Friday.
Back to the good again: I spent the day feeling really down, but really loved. My partners are really good about letting me be me, in whatever form that takes. I do my best not to spill my moods on them, and they are champs about making me feel as good as possible when I'm down. Ditto my mom.
(*) My heart does this skipped-beat thing that is sometimes a vague annoyance, and sometimes really kind of scary. The other night, it was so bad that my vision blurred. I have had this checked out by doctors, and done the EKG thing and all, and they are unconcerned about it, but I hate it, and it makes me feel mortal and fragile and like I'm not taking good enough care of my body.