An Odd Week
It's been incredibly weird in my life this past week. My current employer is shut down due to an inspection, I don't start my new job for another three weeks, I'm going on vacation in a week, and I have relatively little to do.
Of course, this isn't keeping me from staying busy. However, I'm staying busy with things that make me happy - and the longer I do these things, the more I'm learning about myself when I'm in a peaceful environment. I've never had this long to just relax by myself. In the past week I've dug a sidewalk out of my lawn (it was hiding under a thick layer of sod), placed bricks around it so it would be easier to find in the future, tilled 500+ square feet of my lawn, replanted half with wildflowers and covered the other half in tarps to kill the grass (I'm going to plant a garden when I return from Mexico), cleaned my house from top to bottom, spent time with some friends that matter dearly to me, spent an evening with my mother, took my dog on more walks than I have in ages, developed some stellar blisters on my hands, practiced my guitar, spent over six hours on my Duolingo Mandarin app, done three ESL activities, written 5 papers, and participated in 4 group activities.
I'm staying busy. But I'm also wonderfully free-feeling. It's odd. I don't have set plans. I don't have to get up in the morning. I start moving around 11 and stay up until the early hours of the morning - but nobody cares. I'm not answering to anyone for the next three weeks and honestly I couldn't be happier. There's dirt under my fingernails, my plants are all happy, my dog is beyond thrilled, and I'm more relaxed than I think I've ever been.
I wonder if this is what people who don't have anxiety and depression feel like all the time...
Of course, this isn't keeping me from staying busy. However, I'm staying busy with things that make me happy - and the longer I do these things, the more I'm learning about myself when I'm in a peaceful environment. I've never had this long to just relax by myself. In the past week I've dug a sidewalk out of my lawn (it was hiding under a thick layer of sod), placed bricks around it so it would be easier to find in the future, tilled 500+ square feet of my lawn, replanted half with wildflowers and covered the other half in tarps to kill the grass (I'm going to plant a garden when I return from Mexico), cleaned my house from top to bottom, spent time with some friends that matter dearly to me, spent an evening with my mother, took my dog on more walks than I have in ages, developed some stellar blisters on my hands, practiced my guitar, spent over six hours on my Duolingo Mandarin app, done three ESL activities, written 5 papers, and participated in 4 group activities.
I'm staying busy. But I'm also wonderfully free-feeling. It's odd. I don't have set plans. I don't have to get up in the morning. I start moving around 11 and stay up until the early hours of the morning - but nobody cares. I'm not answering to anyone for the next three weeks and honestly I couldn't be happier. There's dirt under my fingernails, my plants are all happy, my dog is beyond thrilled, and I'm more relaxed than I think I've ever been.
I wonder if this is what people who don't have anxiety and depression feel like all the time...
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