I haven't been myself lately. I wouldn't call it a funk, as I'm in a pretty good mood. I have been more frazzled than normal, but I reject that as a descriptor as it reminds me of the teacher who drives the Magic School Bus. I'm not befuddled, stupefied, bewildered, or confounded. I am discombobulated.
My house is normally organized, but I haven't been able to find anything. I lost my camera charger last weekend. I tore my guest room, kitchen, and dining room apart trying to find it. I stopped mid-search to call Mary-Claire to see if she had any insight. Heck, she knows a ton about cameras, surly she knows about camera battery storage issues. She told me to look again, I did, and I found it. In the drawer where I keep it. I must have looked right at it the first time and missed it.
The next day I lost my keys. After about 10 minutes I found them. They were on the key hook. Where they are supposed to be.
My head? Not where it's supposed to be. Maybe it's because this winter was so long. Maybe it's because my last semester was exhausting. I just got back from vacation a month ago and I feel like I need another one. I don't have the ambition to clean my house or do homework. Even more shocking, I don't even want to knit. I need to change my attitude and get some stuff done, but I'm not ready to yet. I need a few more days of being lazy. A few more days to find motivation.
If you happen to stumble upon some extra motivation, please send it my way. I could use it.
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you don't remind me of the magic school bus lady. I'd blame the winter for any issues at hand, I have been actually and it's going pretty good.
Discombobulated reminds me of that egg-shaped social studies teacher in junior high. Remember him? He and I think you should take two days off and not do anything. And then get your ass in gear, young lady.
Ah, Mr. Birch. He had a canister of dehydrated water (just add water!!), and started the year with this joke "Two cannonballs got together and had a bb". Discombobulated reminds me of him too.
I hate those times when I wish that my brain would turn on and just do the normal things - I don't expect much of my brain, just normal functionality but when it can't even do that! Usually vacation relaxation fades MUCH to quickly. I do hope you can find some motivation somewhere, I'm afraid that mine, too, has run away screaming!
I try to embrace the times where I lose control of my time/day/stuff. I tell myself that this somehow makes me more fluid and organic. In reality, I just feel like an asshole who can't find her keys. Take Mary-Claire's advice and just relax into a few days of not having to know where anything is. She's pretty smart :)
I hate those kind of days. Ugh...one day I pulled into the parking garage at work and all of a sudden thought that I wasn't wearing any shoes. I was wearing shoes, but I don't know why I thought I wasn't. Yikes.
BTW, I started cutting the garbage bag strips for the go green skirt yesterday. The longest I can get them is @ six feet. Do you think that will work? I can't make the spiral cut work. :-(
I am proud of you!
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