School is busy. Job 1 is busy. Job 2 will get busier. I'm
not the only dealing with situations like this, where stress mounts on stress
and it wears you thin. Yesterday I had a crappy day. Not being able to find my
phone, mounted with a ton of schoolwork I had to do, stress over some personal
relationships, and (what happened to be the cake topper that day) realizing I
had purchased about $65 dollars of unusable yarn pushed me over the edge yet
again. After several unsuccessful attempts to wind my yarn I lost it and broke
down in the (thankfully empty) knits lab. I just wanted to go home but I had
class, work, and homework still to content too that night. Also worried about my phone (which doubles as my alarm clock) I didn't think I was going to get any
sleep. I stopped by my teacher's office (face still red) to say that if I was edgy
tomorrow it was because today just seemed so awful. She gently reminded me that
I NEED sleep and not to worry so much about class, "you're having a crappy
day" she said "go home, make some hot cocoa and get some sleep."
I left her office not wanting to listen to the words she said I felt I had SO
MUCH to do!
I made it home close to 10:00pm after work, I was making
dinner when I felt I kept hearing phantom phones vibrating...reminding me of my
sad lost one. I (kinda of randomly) decided to check my purse yet again (I had
checked several times before) as I was still convinced I had my phone when I
got home Sunday. Turns out my phone had gone into a back pocket that had a hole
in it and straight into the lining the phone fell. Even though I had searched
in my bag, the gap between the lining and the shell of the bag is rather large
so I had been searching in the right place just not feeling the gap fully until
now. I felt so relieved!!!!! I decided to eat dinner and get back to work, even
though I was pretty exhuasted from the day. As I sat down for dinner (and some Twin
Peaks yeah!!!) my adorable kitty jumped up and curled up in my lap (which she
hadn't done in a while). That's when a quote from Twin Peaks jumped into my
mind
"every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't
plan it; don't wait for it; just let it happen. It could be a new shirt in a
men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black,
coffee"
That's when I decided to take my teachers (and Special Agent
Dale Cooper's) advice and give myself the present of a night off.
Like I said previously, I'm not a religious girl but I do
have faith. Faith in good people, faith in myself, faith in something beyond
myself, call it God/Fate/whatever you please.
I started to think that maybe sometimes we have crappy days
to remind ourselves it's OK to take a break. I don't always believe "when
God closes a door, he opens a window" but I do think crappy days can solve problems we wouldn't have even known existed if things had gone
perfectly. If my yarn had wound wonderfully that day I would have decided to
keep working the cheap acrylic I was only sort of happy with but because it
caused a meltdown I decided to look for other yarn and found some online that
was much higher quality for a cheaper price (and the color selection was OUTSTANDING).
Taking the night off and giving my mind some rest
has rejuvenated myself for the oncoming week. It allowed ideas to
"cook" in my brain a little more and for the first time in a while I
fell asleep smiling. Usually no matter what, during a crappy day it will always
just seem crappy but yesterday gave me a new insight that when you can,
appreciate the crappy the days. They often can be eye opening if not at least
refreshing when you learn to accept them.
So for all of you out there like me, who find it hard to
give themselves a break sometimes. It's OK, in fact it's better than if you try
and push yourself beyond your limits. When you find yourself starting to beat
yourself up for all the things going on, walk away from what you're working on,
grab a hot cocoa and BREATHE. In a world as crazy and frustrating as this one
mental health days are a must. It's OK to have a night off to yourself. If you
often find yourself forgetting the cut yourself a break like me, remember that
nobody's perfect and think honestly "what's the worst that can
happen?" As my friend Paul would tell you "As long as you are alive,
your winning, beyond that it doesn't really matter."
Thanks Paul, yet again!
So it was a crappy day but a good night. Here's hoping the
rest of the week will run smoothly.
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