I tried to blog last week. I wrote this whole thing…and then my browser ate it. I’d gotten up early to go sit at a coffee shop and work. Instead of working, I started writing. I used a plug in for my browser to write the post and the internet connection got wonky just before I had to leave. I thought it had published…but I was wrong. And the draft didn’t get saved either.
Ok, that’s pretty boing. It’s happened to most writers, bloggers, at one time or another. My step-sister lost half her thesis due to a computer malfunction in college. I’ve lost pages here and there, but never anything major. And let me tell you, what I wrote last week, was nothing major. The first part was all about work. I could write another long essay about work today too.
Suffice it to say that things are going pretty well. It’s still a challenge. I’m feeling my way with the interpersonal relationships and my new semi-managerial role. I am overall much happier but that doesn’t mean I’ve been happy all the time. I had a difficult situation with a coworker that left me feeling quite anxious for a few days. It’s resolved now and I am trying to use it as a learning experience. It’s one of those things where he was so obviously wrong and I was so obviously right that it would be easy to just say it was all his fault and I did nothing wrong. However, I am trying to reflect on ways I could’ve handled things better—how did I contribute to the situation? I don’t know that I really have any answers yet, but I’m trying not to blame him for everything that went wrong—that might be the most important part.
What else? I had the flu a couple of weeks ago and it really knocked me out. I did nothing for over a week (except working from my sofa—and watching lots of movies and knitting), and my knee rehab took a big set back. I am mostly back to where I was, so that’s something of a relief. I had a slight illness relapse this week—but at least I kept up my exercises. Sigh. I am tired of being sick and and inactive. I have to take it easy though and ramp up the physical activity slowly so I don’t wear myself out. So annoying. I’ve done it before and I can do it again…but I don’t like it.
One of the truisms about exercise is that the best kind is the kind you like. I realized that’s my problem with PT. I really hate doing some of the exercises (not only the hard ones), but others I don’t mind. That’s what makes compliance so difficult. I’m going to talk to my PT finding exercises I don’t mind as much and seeing if we can find equivalents for the ones I hate.
And dating. Zero dating news. While I would like to get out there, meet people, have dates, find a boyfriend, etc. I sort of feel like I don’t have the time or energy for it. I’m too busy sleeping (aka recovering), working, or knitting to spare much focus for boys. Not that I’m not constantly on the look out! I just realized that there is ONE single guy at work. He might have a girlfriend, he could be gay, and he’s certainly much younger than me me—but I was sure giving him the apprasing eye at a meeting the other day. Not that I’ll do anything about it since he’s junior staff and may start working on my project—and that would be awkward and inappropriate. Still, I’m not dead yet. Heh.
Ok, now I will do some “real” work.
Grateful for: generally, being in a happy place.