Being the person people confide in - Let me tell you, it has been a truly awful week for several of the people I love and, as per usual, most of them are nowhere near where I can get at them and hug them until they feel better. But they tell me how they feel and I think I'm pretty good at being that person. I'm also incredibly grateful that I'm feeling enough in control of my own mental health to be able to be there for my loved ones.
Restaurant week - I have a reservation at my favorite Chicago restaurant on Sunday and I am going with two of the loveliest friends a person could ask for and I cannot wait to dive into their ridiculously tasty food at a veritable steal compared to the usual prices I pay there.
Being heard - I've had this ongoing saga at work for several years now. Positions being eliminated or reclassified and a whole lot of extra work getting put on me. Along with disrespectful superiors who were lazy or flat out verbally abusive. My former dean quite often treated me like a Freudian hysterical housewife who just needed to take a nap and get over it but also promised me multiple times over a three year period that he was working toward reclassifying my position to get me a promotion for all of the extra work I was doing. Tuesday afternoon I met with an HR representative and, for the first time in the past six and a half years, I felt like someone finally heard what I was saying and validated my feelings. They're going to meet with my supervisor to discuss who communication style to hopefully alleviate some of the constant attack I've felt like I've been under since she started. I also found out that my former dean never even told HR about all of the extra work I was doing or did anything to attempt to get me a promotion. They're going to be reviewing this new information and getting back to me soon.
My new gazelle - Not the animal, that elliptical you've seen on infomercials. It's no surprise to anyone that I've been struggling with weight the past few years and last spring topped out at the heaviest I have ever been. Even with a gym membership I couldn't manage because my depression and social anxiety were so bad that I couldn't get myself to walk in the doors where other people I didn't know were. So this week I bought myself an elliptical. It's so much easier to work out when I don't have to worry about all of the other hassles involved in leaving the house. I can put on the news while my dog eats dinner and get in a half hour and it keeps me motivated for the rest of the night. Here's hoping it's a plan I can stick to and improve upon as I continue to feel better.
Sergeant Awesome - It's been a rough time since he left for his last few months in Germany and he's been getting kicked while he's down a lot. I know he's going to come through the other side even better than before but he can always use a little extra encouragement and love (send it if you know him). Just a few more months and he will be back in the states and headed to further greatness.
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