Aug 03, 2008 17:19
Alas, another vacation in it's death throes. I'm preparing for an extensive travel stint for work and I'm feeling uneasy. My mother-in-law is moving in for about three months, which is mostly fine. Our apartment is very small - two bedroom, one bathroom - about 750 square feet. The apartment is fairly well laid out for the increase in population density, and we did the same thing last year with good results so there isn't much to worry about.
The end of the fiscal year is always trying with my performance review (looking good), a ton of work that just wouldn't get done in a way that allowed for the travel to be spread across the whole year in a reasonable way, joining the committee on ministry at my church (a three year position), a growing boy, an ailing mother, a sister getting out of jail and an aging body weighed down by poor eating habits and lack of exercise. There is a strong pull toward Idaho to see what is what. The second hand information is troubling although "sister out of jail" is nominally good. She sounded good, but I distrust the system as it seems to rely excessively on religiosity and less so on a strong psychological safety net - oh and draconian consequences for what I might consider to be minor slips. I hope and only time will tell. Ah, middle age I welcome thee and I'd like to petition the Norns for safe passage to the next stage of my life. Do you think they read lj?
The good news is that volleyball is coming. I wonder if I will be a captain again? Being captain of a volleyball team is hard for me, because I want to win and I want to have fun and I want the respect of my team and opponents. The problem is that I'm not good enough to do everything well - team selection (draft), teacher/coach, tactician and of course, player - and thus far my team loses, . . . a lot. So is it better to strive hard to do something I'm not very good at in the hopes of small or modest gains or just be a player and not take on the greater responsibility of captaincy? Only time will tell.
Concerning my health, I wonder when my glacial psychological decision making apparatus will kick me in the ass and get an exercise regimen started?