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Looking for spring...
Mar. 13th, 2005 11:43 pmTaking inventory of the past two months, I can honestly say that I've been "under the weather" more often than I've been my normal perky self. I've had bouts of the flu followed by sinus ickiness, followed by just general tired and run-down-ness. This past week I lived in a fog since Tuesday. I actually can think today but my jaw aches, my ears are stuffed and I still can't breath through my nose. Ugh.
I'll stop before I seriously move into TMI territory.
I blame the weather (and the fact that I work with 100+ walking germ factories). I want it to be warmer. I'm not even talking warm here, just warmer. I'm just asking for a couple degrees above freezing, please.
I hate the lack of energy I have. I can't concentrate. I can't write. Being the "up" part of my family is almost impossible. No one appreciates how much energy is needed in seeing the bright side of things and keeping a positive outlook. There are times when I wish there was someone else who could be a little cherry sometimes, a little help on the perky front would not come amiss.
But, I'm hoping that this week will start me on the road to recovery.
Gads. It's a shame really, but I'm really beginning to hate the months of Feb and Mar. They are always so much harder than they need to be. I don't know what it is about them, but they always seem to be months where I keep looking for things that I can't find. It's not that I can find these things any other time, mind. It's just that it bothers me most in Feb and Mar.
I know that looking outside oneself for validation is a dangerous prospect. I know that the real world is not the one that we actually live in, most times. Our world is always colored by our own beliefs and views. It's just that, every once in a while, I wish my views of the world could be real and proven, and not just some wishful thinking.
Aren't you glad I share such insights? I'd share details, but then I'd be whining. Plus I'd have to acknowledge the fact that the only problems I have are those of my own making. That would make life really suck, don't you think?
Problem is....
I really could use some warm weather. A touch of spring and week of feeling good. Perspective is damn hard to keep when it's cold and you can't breathe.
I'll stop before I seriously move into TMI territory.
I blame the weather (and the fact that I work with 100+ walking germ factories). I want it to be warmer. I'm not even talking warm here, just warmer. I'm just asking for a couple degrees above freezing, please.
I hate the lack of energy I have. I can't concentrate. I can't write. Being the "up" part of my family is almost impossible. No one appreciates how much energy is needed in seeing the bright side of things and keeping a positive outlook. There are times when I wish there was someone else who could be a little cherry sometimes, a little help on the perky front would not come amiss.
But, I'm hoping that this week will start me on the road to recovery.
Gads. It's a shame really, but I'm really beginning to hate the months of Feb and Mar. They are always so much harder than they need to be. I don't know what it is about them, but they always seem to be months where I keep looking for things that I can't find. It's not that I can find these things any other time, mind. It's just that it bothers me most in Feb and Mar.
I know that looking outside oneself for validation is a dangerous prospect. I know that the real world is not the one that we actually live in, most times. Our world is always colored by our own beliefs and views. It's just that, every once in a while, I wish my views of the world could be real and proven, and not just some wishful thinking.
Aren't you glad I share such insights? I'd share details, but then I'd be whining. Plus I'd have to acknowledge the fact that the only problems I have are those of my own making. That would make life really suck, don't you think?
Problem is....
I really could use some warm weather. A touch of spring and week of feeling good. Perspective is damn hard to keep when it's cold and you can't breathe.
