My hits on taking care of myself don't seem to indicate much follow through. I'm happy to note, though, that a discomfort that had been increasing in intensity over the past three days seems nearly gone this morning, and instead of a somewhat distressing off-hand diagnosis from a dermatologist of trimengial neuralgia, i might be able to blame it on TMJ.
1) continue to try and add exercise to every day;[ ] [ ] [X] [ ] [ ]
W: walk to dentist & back
2) continue to use the SAD light (no skipping!!);[X] [X] [X] [ ] [X]
3) work on photography whether it seems meaningful or not;[ ] [ ] [ ][ ] [ ]
4) crayon drawing before bed whether "too tired" or not.[X] [ ] [ ][ ] [ ]
While i'm being a bit of a couch potato[1], i'm appreciating the change we made to the living room. It was a serious investment but the pleasure it brings was an excellent investment. With the couch in lounge mode, Christine and i are close as we watch a show or sit and read. Yes, we are "joined at the hip," as my mother once said disparagingly, and it's wonderful to be cosy. The spaciousness of the room without the massive comfy couches helps lighten my sense of the space when i come home. I have a Martha Stewart-y pleasure knowing that the slipcovers are machine washable and near pristine upholstery is underneath.
A friend had talked of her thrifty acquisitions of furniture, saving for travel. But for me, i think the arrival home every evening is an important place for me to invest.
[1] I won't beat myself up about this. My therapist used the word tempest to describe the work environment as i identified a second aspect of that stresses me. Riding out a tempest on a ship is a fair metaphor, catching the unpredictable tossing, the hyper-vigilance that is my 9-5.
1) continue to try and add exercise to every day;[ ] [ ] [X] [ ] [ ]
W: walk to dentist & back
2) continue to use the SAD light (no skipping!!);[X] [X] [X] [ ] [X]
3) work on photography whether it seems meaningful or not;[ ] [ ] [ ][ ] [ ]
4) crayon drawing before bed whether "too tired" or not.[X] [ ] [ ][ ] [ ]
While i'm being a bit of a couch potato[1], i'm appreciating the change we made to the living room. It was a serious investment but the pleasure it brings was an excellent investment. With the couch in lounge mode, Christine and i are close as we watch a show or sit and read. Yes, we are "joined at the hip," as my mother once said disparagingly, and it's wonderful to be cosy. The spaciousness of the room without the massive comfy couches helps lighten my sense of the space when i come home. I have a Martha Stewart-y pleasure knowing that the slipcovers are machine washable and near pristine upholstery is underneath.
A friend had talked of her thrifty acquisitions of furniture, saving for travel. But for me, i think the arrival home every evening is an important place for me to invest.
[1] I won't beat myself up about this. My therapist used the word tempest to describe the work environment as i identified a second aspect of that stresses me. Riding out a tempest on a ship is a fair metaphor, catching the unpredictable tossing, the hyper-vigilance that is my 9-5.