Today is a good day. Really, it is.
"Remember three months from this date. Good things are in store for you." -- 6/11/06 fortune
When I got this from my fortune cookie three months ago, I counted ahead:
"Okay, July 11th, August 11th ..."
Then I paused.
"Ulp. September 11th."
Even though I didn't personally lose anyone in the terrorist attack five years ago, I find that I still feel shaky and panicky every year on the anniversary. Maybe it's because I just felt so helpless and vulnerable when it happened. I remembered a couple of days later how I would practically jump out of my skin whenever a jet would pass overhead.
I knew I couldn't freak out today since I'm working. In fact, I was specifically hired to support the New York City branch. If I talk to anyone from the NYC branch on the phone, I won't bring it up.
Anyway, since I knew I couldn't panic at work, I think I took care of myself in my own way over the weekend. You might notice that, in the posts I made this weekend, under "Mood", I said "lethargic" or "drained". I stayed in bed from Friday night to early Sunday evening. At first, I didn't know why I had no energy to run errands and do fun things (like the Poly potluck). Now, I do. And I guess it's better that I cut myself off from society over the weekend than today.
I decided not to look at any newspaper headlines or watch any television today. Also, I brought my flip-flops with me to work so I can get a pedicure afterward. That always helps me feel pampered, and I think it's a great way for me to take care of myself today.
So today is a good day, as long as I realize it's up to me.
When I got this from my fortune cookie three months ago, I counted ahead:
"Okay, July 11th, August 11th ..."
Then I paused.
"Ulp. September 11th."
Even though I didn't personally lose anyone in the terrorist attack five years ago, I find that I still feel shaky and panicky every year on the anniversary. Maybe it's because I just felt so helpless and vulnerable when it happened. I remembered a couple of days later how I would practically jump out of my skin whenever a jet would pass overhead.
I knew I couldn't freak out today since I'm working. In fact, I was specifically hired to support the New York City branch. If I talk to anyone from the NYC branch on the phone, I won't bring it up.
Anyway, since I knew I couldn't panic at work, I think I took care of myself in my own way over the weekend. You might notice that, in the posts I made this weekend, under "Mood", I said "lethargic" or "drained". I stayed in bed from Friday night to early Sunday evening. At first, I didn't know why I had no energy to run errands and do fun things (like the Poly potluck). Now, I do. And I guess it's better that I cut myself off from society over the weekend than today.
I decided not to look at any newspaper headlines or watch any television today. Also, I brought my flip-flops with me to work so I can get a pedicure afterward. That always helps me feel pampered, and I think it's a great way for me to take care of myself today.
So today is a good day, as long as I realize it's up to me.