I'm Stuck.
Emotionally
Physically
Mentally
Spiritually
STUCK.
It has been 4 weeks since I last posted anything. I've tried, really tried. I just can't think of anything witty or interesting to say. When it came time for my grade 12 English essay, Ms. Bradshaw told me to write what I know. So what do I know?
I know I'm stuck.
Emotionally- I find myself feeling like my patience is quite limited these days. I'm easily bothered by the little things and I'm finding the majority of people incredibly annoying.
Physically- well....Gym and I are still speaking although we used to be a lot friendlier with each other. But thankfully (and also quite surprisingly) there has been no popcorn for dinner in our house for almost over a month!
Mentally- I think my brain is full. Seriously, I don't think I can cram anything else in there. To quote Winnie-the-Pooh “I am a bear of very little brain, and long words bother me.” At this moment, truer words could not be spoken
Spiritually- (big dramatic sigh) the time I usually reserve in the morning has fallen by the way of the snooze button. The snooze button is a hateful little invention designed by some fool to trick me into believing that “just 5 more minutes” is all I need to go about a productive day when all it really does is rob me of any coherent thought for most of the morning other than “I gotta make it to Starbucks”.
So now what.....When not sure where to start, look up and start at the top.
Spiritually- I'll move that loathsome little alarm clock to the other side of the room so I have to actually get up when it goes off. Get back to a morning time full of journaling, reading and meditating rather than stressing, running late and drive-thru's (so long Starbucks, I will miss you).
Mentally- thanks to journaling in the morning, all the unnecessary thoughts are out and my brain is suddenly empty (insert sarcastic comment here). I can process all thoughts throughout the day because there's room.
Physically-by moving the alarm clock and getting up in the morning instead of “five-more-minuting” myself into Zombieland, I'm not nearly as tired during the day and I actually want to go for lunch with Gym.
Emotionally- after spending time with Gym, journaling and having a peaceful rather than panicked morning time, I can love unconditionally again and be graceful about the all the little things I thought were stupid last week. (I may actually think they are still stupid, but I'm certainly better equipted to handle them and am far less likely to fall to pieces when I realize we're out of peanut butter)
Stuck?
Look up, start at the top and suddenly.....
Unstuck.