Wednesday's Putterings (well, okay just my daily score)
I got to use my new & improved tally tonight-I don’t have the results section done yet so here are the numbers:
You scored 150 accomplishments
11 health and body, 13 work and home, and 8 mind and soul
It should say 170 // 211 / 13 / 8 ... but NO, okcupid can't handle that. (You see it's about an improvement that allows one to track "handicaps"...nevermind.)
I'd like to capture some stuff from today but I think it's going to have to wait until tomorrow. I am too tired to write any more...probably because it's the dreaded Day II of my period (thus the need for a handicap...nevermind again.)
:D
Ignore me -- I've turned my brain to mush by obsessing about something I cannot change.
Note to Self: It's not nice to reference inside jokes in a public forum.
And some stuff I wrote on Thursday about Wednesday:
Topics contained herein:
Bitching about being a girl -- except that the peri-menopause stuff sort of precludes the "girl-ness", missing my husband, over-reacting to my boy's headache and much ado about my major writing project, keeping score.
Weather / Phenology:
Day
High: 19°F
Mostly Cloudy
Wind: From the North Northwest at 8 mph
Precip: 20 %
Night
Low: 8°F
Cloudy
Wind: From the Northeast at 10 mph
Precip: 10 %
Averages & Records
Sunrise: 7:14 AM
Sunset: 5:40 PM
Avg. High: 27°F
Avg. Low: 9°F
Record High: 48°F (1981)
Record Low: -19°F (1963)
Mood Summary:
Thursday “Morning”:
I’m starting to get a little concerned about my mood state now. I’ve awakened at noon and I feel lousy. I must have fallen asleep somewhere around 3 AM. I need a shower. My seemingly monthly cold sore has arrived. I’ve been stretching but not walking. I’ve been eating almost nothing but carbs in the last two-three days, though I did go after some protein in the form of sausage and hot dogs on Wednesday. My “belly” (everything between my lower ribs and my knees) aches - all the way around and through. I have somehow managed to not create a blood mess during this period which, I think, is due to some really effective pads I found. I thought “wings” were stupid but they seem to be doing a better job that I expected. Of course I might just be catching things in the nick of time because I haven’t slept in long stretches until last night. I haven’t been paying attention to our money - though in fairness I’m still not too worried. I haven’t done any real flylady stuff this week. Some of the daily routine tasks get done but not with much real intention. I wrote up a simple list of NLB tasks a few days ago but I haven’t touched them. I thought I might get started on painting and reclaiming the lower bathroom but it’s already Thursday and I haven’t so much as opened the door. The house is just the tiniest bit disordered - nothing big, mind you, but there are too many rumpled bed-like areas, a few dirty dishes, some cold laundry, some yuck in the bathroom, a little daily clutter like empty soda cans and books spreading over various surfaces (hot spots). I didn’t do the outside animal chores properly yesterday and I only hit the high points with the indoor zoo - that cat pan needs some attention fast.
R- worked until 8:00 last night and didn’t get home until nearly 10:00. He has band practice tonight and D&D tomorrow so he’ll be home after midnight both nights. We intend to go to karaoke on Saturday. When he got home last night, we talked for more than two hours about his work and my work - and how they sort of marry in this keeping score project. I think he’s a little hypomanic again but I can’t tell if I’m reading that right. He’s been sleeping like a normal person. He’s not as manically productive around the house as he was a few weeks ago. I think he’s converted the drive to work related projects -- as evidenced by his almost compulsive overtime last night.
Ch- got hit with a migraine last night. Not horrible but fast and distinct. I let him stay home from school today - which was probably more about me than about the dark circles under his eyes or the testy mood he’s been exhibiting for a couple of days. (That’s the most accurate way to determine Ch-‘s health and mood, when he’s owl-y and over-sensitive, something is wrong.) He said something about his ear hurting yesterday - I don’t think he’s ever had an ear infection before so I’ll need to ask him about that.
So. I feel like things are sliding and I am dreading the process of retaking the reigns. That’s what I’m worried about really, my reluctance to deal with this creeping disorder.
Accomplishments:
I had a couple of smallish breakthroughs with my project yesterday. I was well pleased after I worked out the first one and then extremely irritated when I realized that the okay cupid meme maker can’t handle it. That’s heartbreaking - to have come up with a darn good improvement and then to realize that implementing it will have to wait until my brilliant-programmer husband builds me a window application from scratch.
We decided that I need to finish up the pre-handicap format and let it fly in the nice protected aviary that is okcupid and lj.
In fact, the whole conversation with my husband was a bit frightening to me. I didn’t realize that R-doesn’t/didn’t understand the potential applications of the project. That tells me that I have to write quite a lot more. Because I’ve been working on this for so long, I know what it can do… and what it could do if it had the functionality that he can build into an application. He sort of thinks that it’s just a cool whiz-bang toy. Of course, that’s how most people would see it. The tool itself is just a tool. Extrapolating meaning from the process of personalizing and keeping a tally, and from the scores it generates, is not going to come naturally to folks.
Except, I thought it would. To me it seems self-revelatory. Am is wrong about that or is R-determinedly blind? He likes to say that he’s been an introvert all his life but that this introspection thing is brand new to him.
That’s when the second breakthrough came. I was trying to explain how it might be bigger than he thinks and/or bigger than I’ve been willing to admit. I grabbed a notebook and scrawled five phrase pairings to show how the benefits of keeping a tally increase and change the longer you keep one. A tally is about:
Day-to-day = possibilities
Week-to-week = flexibility
Month-to-month = balance
Season-to-season = fluctuation
Year-to-year = achieving goals
The way it sits now -
It is about knowing why life seems to fly by so fast … and why we often fail to tackle our “dreams” in effective and authentic ways …
It is about defining and creating our own standards … and about being able to defend our decisions when the world, or our own “shoulds”, get in the way …
If we can create a program that...
It might be too big for me to handle.
Stuff to do:
Hang up Ch-‘s wall pocket
Order Jennifer Louden’s inner organizer
Write letter re: Jennifer Louden
”Here's an opportunity to celebrate and share how you live a wisdom-centered life. How you live from your spiritual center. How you use self-care as a foundation to build your life on. How you navigate a way through this crazy world from a place of authenticity and listening to Spirit….She has a goal to gather 100 brief stories (give or take 200-750 words) by February 22nd for her upcoming book.”
Check bills / pay Dish Network
post this and then put myself back on track ...
You scored 150 accomplishments
11 health and body, 13 work and home, and 8 mind and soul
It should say 170 // 211 / 13 / 8 ... but NO, okcupid can't handle that. (You see it's about an improvement that allows one to track "handicaps"...nevermind.)
I'd like to capture some stuff from today but I think it's going to have to wait until tomorrow. I am too tired to write any more...probably because it's the dreaded Day II of my period (thus the need for a handicap...nevermind again.)
:D
Ignore me -- I've turned my brain to mush by obsessing about something I cannot change.
Note to Self: It's not nice to reference inside jokes in a public forum.
And some stuff I wrote on Thursday about Wednesday:
Topics contained herein:
Bitching about being a girl -- except that the peri-menopause stuff sort of precludes the "girl-ness", missing my husband, over-reacting to my boy's headache and much ado about my major writing project, keeping score.
Weather / Phenology:
Day
High: 19°F
Mostly Cloudy
Wind: From the North Northwest at 8 mph
Precip: 20 %
Night
Low: 8°F
Cloudy
Wind: From the Northeast at 10 mph
Precip: 10 %
Averages & Records
Sunrise: 7:14 AM
Sunset: 5:40 PM
Avg. High: 27°F
Avg. Low: 9°F
Record High: 48°F (1981)
Record Low: -19°F (1963)
Mood Summary:
Thursday “Morning”:
I’m starting to get a little concerned about my mood state now. I’ve awakened at noon and I feel lousy. I must have fallen asleep somewhere around 3 AM. I need a shower. My seemingly monthly cold sore has arrived. I’ve been stretching but not walking. I’ve been eating almost nothing but carbs in the last two-three days, though I did go after some protein in the form of sausage and hot dogs on Wednesday. My “belly” (everything between my lower ribs and my knees) aches - all the way around and through. I have somehow managed to not create a blood mess during this period which, I think, is due to some really effective pads I found. I thought “wings” were stupid but they seem to be doing a better job that I expected. Of course I might just be catching things in the nick of time because I haven’t slept in long stretches until last night. I haven’t been paying attention to our money - though in fairness I’m still not too worried. I haven’t done any real flylady stuff this week. Some of the daily routine tasks get done but not with much real intention. I wrote up a simple list of NLB tasks a few days ago but I haven’t touched them. I thought I might get started on painting and reclaiming the lower bathroom but it’s already Thursday and I haven’t so much as opened the door. The house is just the tiniest bit disordered - nothing big, mind you, but there are too many rumpled bed-like areas, a few dirty dishes, some cold laundry, some yuck in the bathroom, a little daily clutter like empty soda cans and books spreading over various surfaces (hot spots). I didn’t do the outside animal chores properly yesterday and I only hit the high points with the indoor zoo - that cat pan needs some attention fast.
R- worked until 8:00 last night and didn’t get home until nearly 10:00. He has band practice tonight and D&D tomorrow so he’ll be home after midnight both nights. We intend to go to karaoke on Saturday. When he got home last night, we talked for more than two hours about his work and my work - and how they sort of marry in this keeping score project. I think he’s a little hypomanic again but I can’t tell if I’m reading that right. He’s been sleeping like a normal person. He’s not as manically productive around the house as he was a few weeks ago. I think he’s converted the drive to work related projects -- as evidenced by his almost compulsive overtime last night.
Ch- got hit with a migraine last night. Not horrible but fast and distinct. I let him stay home from school today - which was probably more about me than about the dark circles under his eyes or the testy mood he’s been exhibiting for a couple of days. (That’s the most accurate way to determine Ch-‘s health and mood, when he’s owl-y and over-sensitive, something is wrong.) He said something about his ear hurting yesterday - I don’t think he’s ever had an ear infection before so I’ll need to ask him about that.
So. I feel like things are sliding and I am dreading the process of retaking the reigns. That’s what I’m worried about really, my reluctance to deal with this creeping disorder.
Accomplishments:
I had a couple of smallish breakthroughs with my project yesterday. I was well pleased after I worked out the first one and then extremely irritated when I realized that the okay cupid meme maker can’t handle it. That’s heartbreaking - to have come up with a darn good improvement and then to realize that implementing it will have to wait until my brilliant-programmer husband builds me a window application from scratch.
We decided that I need to finish up the pre-handicap format and let it fly in the nice protected aviary that is okcupid and lj.
In fact, the whole conversation with my husband was a bit frightening to me. I didn’t realize that R-doesn’t/didn’t understand the potential applications of the project. That tells me that I have to write quite a lot more. Because I’ve been working on this for so long, I know what it can do… and what it could do if it had the functionality that he can build into an application. He sort of thinks that it’s just a cool whiz-bang toy. Of course, that’s how most people would see it. The tool itself is just a tool. Extrapolating meaning from the process of personalizing and keeping a tally, and from the scores it generates, is not going to come naturally to folks.
Except, I thought it would. To me it seems self-revelatory. Am is wrong about that or is R-determinedly blind? He likes to say that he’s been an introvert all his life but that this introspection thing is brand new to him.
That’s when the second breakthrough came. I was trying to explain how it might be bigger than he thinks and/or bigger than I’ve been willing to admit. I grabbed a notebook and scrawled five phrase pairings to show how the benefits of keeping a tally increase and change the longer you keep one. A tally is about:
Day-to-day = possibilities
Week-to-week = flexibility
Month-to-month = balance
Season-to-season = fluctuation
Year-to-year = achieving goals
The way it sits now -
It is about knowing why life seems to fly by so fast … and why we often fail to tackle our “dreams” in effective and authentic ways …
It is about defining and creating our own standards … and about being able to defend our decisions when the world, or our own “shoulds”, get in the way …
If we can create a program that...
It might be too big for me to handle.
Stuff to do:
Hang up Ch-‘s wall pocket
Order Jennifer Louden’s inner organizer
Write letter re: Jennifer Louden
”Here's an opportunity to celebrate and share how you live a wisdom-centered life. How you live from your spiritual center. How you use self-care as a foundation to build your life on. How you navigate a way through this crazy world from a place of authenticity and listening to Spirit….She has a goal to gather 100 brief stories (give or take 200-750 words) by February 22nd for her upcoming book.”
Check bills / pay Dish Network
post this and then put myself back on track ...