Morning already. It rained most of the night. I didn’t have a headache all day until I got home. Four days in a row now. But that’s four days of the weather being pretty icky. I‘m keeping an eye on my self, so to speak.
I had two bottles of Gatorade between when I got home and this morning. I actually just finished the second bottle, and so far I’m good. The headache went away sometime after 2:30, which was when I woke up the first time.
I seem to be in that habit still. Going to sleep fairly early only to wake up halfway through the night for a few hours, to go back to sleep until morning. I ate while I was awake, and drank more. Scarlet and I also had amazing cuddle time. She was curled up in the crook of my arm with her head under my chin. So much adorable.
Yesterday was a really productive, feel good kind of day.
I don’t feel bad about the lunges anymore because when I look back at the workout as the whole session I realize that I did 60 of those damn things. Watch out. Badass coming through. I’ll most likely up my weights for the hand weights I was using for some of the exercises. Terri told me to get what I was comfortable with and since I had used the 6 pound weights for all of our other meetings that’s what I went with yesterday.
With all of the stuff I do inbetween out sessions though I’m pretty sure I can handle 10 pounds now. We’ll see if she’s comfortable with me making that jump next week. I don’t know. 10 pounds doesn’t sound like a lot until you’re on your 50th rep and thinking that even two pounds would make your arms fall off.
I tried calling mom after writing my blog yesterday, but she didn’t answer. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Instead I got to work on making the changes to the character sheets. That was a lot of fun and a great excuse to play around inside of Illustrator. Since I haven’t had classes for almost two months now I haven’t had a reason to open the program. It was nice to see that I haven’t backtracked any with my skill level.
It might be nice to try to find a few tutorials online to watch over the holiday break. I’m worried that I’m going to go insane with so much time off and everyone being home at the apartment. Damn introverts being introverted and stuff.
I made a lot of progress on my brother’s xStitch gift. I had a few work emails that needed attention, one of them being an employee verification form… because… you know… it’s not like I would still be qualified for my job after I was hired to do it in the first place…
I really feel like it’s going to be a waste of time filling it out, but I do have a lot of freelance and extra stuff to add to it from when I was first hired, including my certification. It would be nice if that got me more than a quarter raise, but it won’t. I’ll get the same as everyone else when my review comes around even though I’ve done so much more.
Part of me doesn’t care about it. Honestly. I’m not working on a second degree for more pay. I didn’t take the certification test to improve my job / position with the school. I’m doing / did those things for myself. Because they’re things I want.
At the same time it would be nice if it reflected even in some small way on my current position. If the school showed that it cared that I am an outgoing employee dedicated to bettering myself and those around me. Because let’s not forget the WoFS group I’m helping to support, or the Project Break Room that I started earlier this year (we still don’t have a full sized fridge yet), or any of the number of times I’ve stayed late for students, or given them freelance opportunities, or made podcasts for classes that I don’t even teach in… I really could keep going if I wanted to, but I really don’t because I do those things because it feels right. It feels worthwhile and a good investment of my time.
It’s hard sometimes, though. To justify the stress and pressure that goes with all of that when the only real thing I get out of it is a sense of accomplishment, sometimes, and if I’m lucky, a small amount of recognition from co-workers or the students. There’s a shallow part of me, childish in its mentality, which looks up with a sad face and wonders where her reward is? Wasn’t that the deal? I was doing my best, I behaved and did more than what was asked of me. Don’t I get a stuff animal or a cookie or something other than a pat on the head?
Blah… That was sort of a downer of a tangent… And I guess that’s sort of spurred by Tony asking me to redo some of the podcasts I made for him. The interface for Maya changed drastically between 2015 and 2016 and he wants the podcasts to have the updated interface. That’s great, and I totally understand where he and the students are coming from, but it’s not like I’m given time to do those podcasts. I normally make them while I’m at home, off the clock, not getting paid… I do have hobbies outside of doing stuff for work. When is doing extra stuff going to benefit me? Why can’t you step up and make the podcasts yourself since it’s your class?
Even with typing all of that I know that I’ll most likely remake those videos over the break. For the most part they are short. Roughly three minutes. I can salvage a lot of the text overlays too, so all I really need to do is re-record and swap out the video. More stuff to put on the never ending to do list.
I worked on Marcus’ commission finally. That was a lot of fun. I scanned the picture and sent it to him. He likes the Smaug I drew, but wants Bilbo in more of a ¾ view rather than the side view that I currently have. I’m going to try to get that finished today. Once he appoves the design I can create the pattern and start the actual stitching. I hope to be able to start the project by the weekend since my goal is to finish my brother’s gift by Sunday. I doubt I’ll be able to get it finished today. Not with all of the backstitching that still needs to be done.
That was pretty much work yesterday. Zane and I chatted a bit through text messages. He wants to try to have Hannah come over for a movie night, or possibly going out to dinner, this weekend. I’m ok with that, though I said dinner would be a better social situation than a movie. For some reason people get annoyed when you try to talk at them while they’re watching something… Lame…
Zane and I also talked about the changes I made to the character sheet once he got home. He was still tried. I could tell. But he wasn’t a grouch and he apologized for snapping at me in person. I apologized for waking him up, and that I truly was sorry he had a rough morning. I also expressed that while I was sorry for my role in the situation I really didn’t want to be sorry for getting ready for work because I felt like that would be unfair.
He understood where I was coming from, and said in all honesty he should have gotten up and gone to work like normal rather than trying to sleep at home. Since he leaves so early in the morning to avoid traffic he’s able to take a nap in the car before work. He said if he had done that like normal he would have been able to sleep uninterrupted. It’s something for both of us to keep in mind for the next time this happens. If he starts hitting snooze I can remind him of why it would be better to get up, even if it sucks in the beginning. Overall it would have the better payoff. For both of us.
So yeah. I have some additional changes I need to make after our brainstorming session, but he really likes the new design. I’m going to finish that off before going to the gym I think. That way I can print out a copy and leave it on the desk for him to go over once he gets home.
I tried calling my mom again, which is where things got a little dicey. She didn’t answer the phone again. It’s not like her to have a missed call so early in the morning and to not respond to it by some point in the evening. And then to not answer later… I started to worry that maybe something bad had happened. And with her recent stroke it’s not like that worry is unfounded anymore, or me being overly protective / clingy.
I tried not to let it bother me. And she did end up calling me back about 10 minutes later. So all is fine and right in the world. We had a good conversation that lasted for about 40 minutes, but it’s another fact that I am having to process. There will always be this small nagging worry inside of me from now on. A part of me who will jump into protector mode instantly whenever there is even the slightest chance that something may have happened to her.
It’s interesting how quickly life can make you change mentalities.
As far as today goes… I’m going to re-work Marcus’ commission in lab. And cross stitch I think. That will be my workday.
Aside from that it’s just doing some minor things before hitting the gym. Today is going to be a run day. Two minute intervals again. I might try to increase my pace slightly. Depending on the time I might also do yoga afterwards. My calves and quads have been tighter than normal.
I also think I’m going to stop at the gas station on my way to work and pick up some more Gatorade. I do think those are helping and at this point I’m ok with spending $4 if it means keeping the headaches away.
Today is payday, so that means bills are getting paid once this blog is done.
My Vimeo account renews this month. I have to get new car tags as well since my birthday is coming up. Thanks Florida for the shittiest birthday gift ever…
I also am going to be purchasing my first round of training sessions with Terri. So far all of the ones I have had have been free with my membership to the YMCA. They are running a deal at the moment. Buy 4 and the 5th one is free. So $100 for 5. I’m going to see if I have enough to purchase 8 sessions, which would give me a total of 10. That will take me through my race so I won’t have to worry about remembering to buy more. It would save me $50, too. Just a thought. I won’t know until I start playing with numbers.
I suppose it’s worth noting that I have roughly 60 days until the race. That’s a scary thought. It makes me worry about not being ready. That I won’t be able to run a 5k. That I’ll embarrass myself by trying. There’s a frail, anti-social part of me who whispers that I’m going to give up on the day of the race and not go.
And while I acknowledge that I still have that voice in my head, it’s amazing how soft the whisper is now compared to the scream it would have been just a few short years ago. I’m able to sit here and realize, without a doubt, that I have grown and changed and become stronger, more confident and sure of myself. There is still Doubt, Anxiety, Fear. I don’t think they will every truly go away. But their voices don’t overpower me any longer, at least in some regards. I’m not going to feel bad or regret the post about my fear and anger for my mom’s situation. Those emotions are very real and very present still. But we’re in the process of negotiations and in time they too will cease to have the power they currently do.
I’m doing good. I’m doing better. I’m passing all of these adulting lessons and stuff. So I guess I should go so I can stay on top of that. Yay adult stuff… Sometimes I really wish this was a thing… Like training wheels for life or something.








