This whole "darker in the fall/winter" thing really makes it hard to get up in the morning. Somehow, bright day-light seems to kick my butt out of bed a lot more effectively than say, not being late for work... (Note: I am never late for work, just saying...)
This past week was especially tough with some family members in the hospital, and another with a "routine" procedure that was a little less routine than expected. What do I do when family is sick? I internalize and stress about it. I try really hard not to, but this is how distress or trauma seems to manifest itself for me. I do not cry, or get sad, but I get stressed...my insides clench together and won't release until I've had an insanely long nap, or a good cathartic cry (by watching a really sad movie... this is my trigger...somehow)...
While this week was rough, it was lightened by the fact that I spent sooooo much time with family. My sister even flew in due to the seriousness of the illness surrounding us, and we got to spend some quality time with her - time that I cherish. My brother, also newly back in the province, is temporarily at home between his final masters degree and that fabulous new job I am sure he is going to get. Sibling time is always needed. We played cards, shared a few meals, argued (as only family can), and enjoyed each other's company.
I am recovering from family time and stress and trying to find a balance living in this new city! While the commute is pretty much gone (hello 20 minute walk to work!), I have little-to-no energy after work for activities. I need to change this. We need to make friends and go out and have some fun!
Does anyone else find it hard to make friends as an adult?! I mean, sure I have work colleagues who are sort-of friends, but friends who call me up to go shopping or out for coffee? Don't have any of those near by... D and I are both working on joining things, but again, energy is a factor for me and something I am working on... it could be that this week feels especially bleak, so I am hoping for a sunny disposition come tomorrow after some rest, relaxation, and maybe that good ol' cathartic cry!
In happier news, this weekend I did get to recover a bit! Saturday we slept in, went for a walk by the lake, went to the newest location of our favourite place, Stoney's, that just opened in Etobicoke (thank you sandwich gods, I needed this closer to me). To be honest, it is even better than the Oakville location, so it will become our weekend ritual yet again (sorry, D!). Have I mentioned how much I love a good chicken sandwich?
We spent the evening cuddled up, watching movies, and laughing about goodness knows what. Sunday we slept in extra late (10:30!), and had an easy day around the house, with an early dinner/late lunch of roasted chicken breast, rosemary carrots, and baked mashed potatoes (YUM), followed by an evening performance of The Book of Mormon. I have been wanting to see this show for a few years, and when I found out it was coming to Toronto, again, I made sure to get tickets this time. It didn't disappoint. My facial reactions ranged from shocked to amused to outraged to pouting to outright laughter when no one else was laughing. Can't even explain it, just go see it if you aren't too easily offended.
I do feel infinitely better today... and I didn't even have that cathartic cry!
So. Thank you for reading. I love you, whoever you are, and I appreciate you.
Cheers My Dears!