" ..I'm dancing in the dark / Shrinking cities feel the sound.. "
Currently home sick with an irritating headcold.
Mostly irritating because of the searing heat of the last few days (when it got to almost 40C/104F) and the cooler, humid haze of the beginning of bushfire season. I've largely stopped sneezing and wheezing, but am at the particularly irking stage of post-viral weakness. Too weak to last a whole shift at work, too restless to sleep, too enervated to do any real work around the house. Humbug.
Recent stress has been taking its toll on me, to the point of the Good Doktor upping my dosage. It's almost all anticipatory anxiety, but no less real. Also, lately I've been tracking odd and illogical thought/emotional patterns in myself, and subsequently driving myself nuts trying to make sense of them. I know I should know better, but Things Should Operate On Some Kind of Logic Dammit. And if I can't work it out I tend to tie myself up in knots. But after a couple of long chats (thanks guys!) I'm on the way to internal resolution. Yay for denouement. :)
Been loosely tracking my weight loss. It's keeping on happening, though I'm steadfastly refusing to weigh myself. Every time I go to see EW she complains about having to take yet more of my clothes in. And I can take my recently commissioned skirt off without unzipping it now; won't be too long before I won't even have to unbutton it either. Plus my new dress needs running in yet again (for the third time). The only really annoying thing is that since I started strengthening my literally atrophied core and lower back muscles, they've built and developed amazingly. Which means that instead of being able to lace down to a snug 27 inch waist, I can only tighten the corsets to 29 inches now. Small price to pay, but irritating.
Hair is getting long, and long enough to tie up into a 50's ponytail. Which is apparently quite cute and bobbly - all I care about is that it keeps it out of my face and off my neck when I'm at the microscope. Got R to tidy it up and put through a custom dye job - equal parts of blue, black and purple - which resulted in an UBERblack, glossy shade that is subtly artificial. Both my adopted little sisters picked it immediately, and one went right out to get some red for her own hair. *proud glow*
Still trying to savesavesave. Kinda managing it. Not quite paid off Taiwan trip, but getting there. Will be able to start the new year with clear credit cards, just in time to load them up with uni fees (sigh). Wish I could defer payment, but I'm not yet ready to commit to citizenship. This is almost home, but not quite yet.
Essentially despite the looming clouds, I'm actually in a pretty good place. I really have to keep trying to remind myself of that. Old habits are hard to break.
Mostly irritating because of the searing heat of the last few days (when it got to almost 40C/104F) and the cooler, humid haze of the beginning of bushfire season. I've largely stopped sneezing and wheezing, but am at the particularly irking stage of post-viral weakness. Too weak to last a whole shift at work, too restless to sleep, too enervated to do any real work around the house. Humbug.
Recent stress has been taking its toll on me, to the point of the Good Doktor upping my dosage. It's almost all anticipatory anxiety, but no less real. Also, lately I've been tracking odd and illogical thought/emotional patterns in myself, and subsequently driving myself nuts trying to make sense of them. I know I should know better, but Things Should Operate On Some Kind of Logic Dammit. And if I can't work it out I tend to tie myself up in knots. But after a couple of long chats (thanks guys!) I'm on the way to internal resolution. Yay for denouement. :)
Been loosely tracking my weight loss. It's keeping on happening, though I'm steadfastly refusing to weigh myself. Every time I go to see EW she complains about having to take yet more of my clothes in. And I can take my recently commissioned skirt off without unzipping it now; won't be too long before I won't even have to unbutton it either. Plus my new dress needs running in yet again (for the third time). The only really annoying thing is that since I started strengthening my literally atrophied core and lower back muscles, they've built and developed amazingly. Which means that instead of being able to lace down to a snug 27 inch waist, I can only tighten the corsets to 29 inches now. Small price to pay, but irritating.
Hair is getting long, and long enough to tie up into a 50's ponytail. Which is apparently quite cute and bobbly - all I care about is that it keeps it out of my face and off my neck when I'm at the microscope. Got R to tidy it up and put through a custom dye job - equal parts of blue, black and purple - which resulted in an UBERblack, glossy shade that is subtly artificial. Both my adopted little sisters picked it immediately, and one went right out to get some red for her own hair. *proud glow*
Still trying to savesavesave. Kinda managing it. Not quite paid off Taiwan trip, but getting there. Will be able to start the new year with clear credit cards, just in time to load them up with uni fees (sigh). Wish I could defer payment, but I'm not yet ready to commit to citizenship. This is almost home, but not quite yet.
Essentially despite the looming clouds, I'm actually in a pretty good place. I really have to keep trying to remind myself of that. Old habits are hard to break.