So I have signed up at the Y for a membership as well as Yoga sessions. I will be relaxed or there will be hell to pay! I know there are benefits for getting exercise and such, but dammit, I really need it to keep my head together. Stress is a killer they say, but no one defines who it really kills, do they?
So my first class is tomorrow. On top of it all, my back is so tense, it has actually travelled down my ass and into my legs. No amount of stretching today has made it better so I'm going to end up taking a bath to try and take some of this pain.
I've been trying to avoid the great introspection this month usually drags me down into, but I've been having some trouble ducking the phone calls. It was kind of funny, actually. Today I interviwed someone and in talking to him, either rediscovered why I like my job, or talked myself back into the job. I actually left the building with warm fuzzies for the first time in a long time. It didn't last overly long, but it was nice while it lasted. Regardless, I know I'm at a point where I have to make decisions about my life (what do I want to do when I grow up, where do I want to live at, is it time to be a grown up yet) that kind of thing, but I still don't have any idea which direction I want to take.
Shouldn't there be a fork or a signpost or something around here?
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