A few weeks back I had to do a presentation at work about
Stress in the work place. I like to
think that I was chosen to do this because I was handling my impending
unemployment so well that I was going to be an example of calm, cool and
collected. The reality is that tomorrow
I am done working at the best job I’ve ever had. How can I not be stressed and a little sad?
Today I had a full one hour massage and after 15 minutes of
chat at the beginning I managed to zone right out for 20 ish minutes. I didn’t talk, didn’t think and just enjoyed
my ultra tense muscles being gently stretched out. Toward the end of my zone out I began
thinking of the things I’ve not done lately that release my stress. I realized I’ve kind of lost myself with so
much going on the last few months and now the stress of job loss has made me
wound tighter then Lindsay Lohan in front of a pile of coke. I don’t know what to do first!
A friend reminded me how much I have been though the last 6
months. Diabetes, break up, friendship
ending, huge job stress, new relationship, new dog and now a job that I love
ending. It’s been a lot to think about
and really I’ve semi jumped from one thing to the other without a lot of
processing time. As an introvert I do
need my time to really process things.
Maybe having some forced time off is the lords way of saying, “get it
together and take care of yourself.”
Basement Girl encouraged me to make a list of things I
needed to do and wanted to do during my time off. I have tons of things I need to be doing around
the house and the high light being painting my bedroom which needs to be
swanked up badly. Then there is a good
friend in the hospital to see, my father to spend time with, tea with a very
connected friend and all the job searching.
I have a lot of people wanting to help me with anything
really, all I have to do is ask. Right
now I just need to figure out going from working without a vacation all year to
having time off. From seeing great
people every day to spending days on end possibly with just Fred and Norman
Earl. The one thing I do know is that it
felt good to write a little something. I
really needed to turn back on my creativity.
