A better day
Which is a relief. A little less tired today, which is always a plus. And also, there is the fact that's it's Friday.
The house is clean, which always makes me feel better, not that I can take much of that credit, however I did help.
I think it's finally sinking in. We're moving, had some folks over last night to see if they want to take over our lease, and in a couple hours we have the relocation people coming by our house to assess how much it will be to haul our stuff to Montreal.
I'm trying really hard not to think about the job situation once we get to Montreal. How much I hate looking for jobs, interviewing, running around and trying to find places. The stress and anxiety of 'did I get it' 'will I ever hear back' and the knowledge that the field I'm likely going to be applying into is notorious for the 'we only contact you if you're being considered for an interview' are all disheartening. Plus the burn from the EA thing... well. It's a huge disappointment.
But I'm trying not to think about that. Can't control it, can only try, right?
I'm trying to come up with my list. Here is what I have so far:
* Lose 20 pounds. I want to start small, make manageable milestones.
* Set up a calender will bill due dates and hang this in an unavoidable place.
* Devise a schedule of small chores to be done through the week to help me keep the house clean. Like:
Monday: Pick up the living room.
Tuesday: Clean all bathroom surfaces.
Wednesday: Clean out the refrigerator, check dates and wipe down surfaces.
Thursday: Sweep floors.
Friday: Laundry and picking up the bedroom.
Saturday: Bathtub, toilet bowl, scrub down the stove, do kitchen/bathroom floors.
Sunday: Chill out.
* Go for a walk every other day, outside, with Jay
* Play EA Sports Active on opposite days
* Re-contact people about my student loans
* Get my driver's license
That's what I've got so far. As was suggested, just the act of writing it helped.
The moving people came by today. It was kind of strange going through our house pointing at all the stuff we're taking and throwing away. Kinda felt my stomach lurch a bit. Jay asked me if we're making a big mistake. I didn't really know what to say. I hope not.
The house is clean, which always makes me feel better, not that I can take much of that credit, however I did help.
I think it's finally sinking in. We're moving, had some folks over last night to see if they want to take over our lease, and in a couple hours we have the relocation people coming by our house to assess how much it will be to haul our stuff to Montreal.
I'm trying really hard not to think about the job situation once we get to Montreal. How much I hate looking for jobs, interviewing, running around and trying to find places. The stress and anxiety of 'did I get it' 'will I ever hear back' and the knowledge that the field I'm likely going to be applying into is notorious for the 'we only contact you if you're being considered for an interview' are all disheartening. Plus the burn from the EA thing... well. It's a huge disappointment.
But I'm trying not to think about that. Can't control it, can only try, right?
I'm trying to come up with my list. Here is what I have so far:
* Lose 20 pounds. I want to start small, make manageable milestones.
* Set up a calender will bill due dates and hang this in an unavoidable place.
* Devise a schedule of small chores to be done through the week to help me keep the house clean. Like:
Monday: Pick up the living room.
Tuesday: Clean all bathroom surfaces.
Wednesday: Clean out the refrigerator, check dates and wipe down surfaces.
Thursday: Sweep floors.
Friday: Laundry and picking up the bedroom.
Saturday: Bathtub, toilet bowl, scrub down the stove, do kitchen/bathroom floors.
Sunday: Chill out.
* Go for a walk every other day, outside, with Jay
* Play EA Sports Active on opposite days
* Re-contact people about my student loans
* Get my driver's license
That's what I've got so far. As was suggested, just the act of writing it helped.
The moving people came by today. It was kind of strange going through our house pointing at all the stuff we're taking and throwing away. Kinda felt my stomach lurch a bit. Jay asked me if we're making a big mistake. I didn't really know what to say. I hope not.