Sundays are great. They are my catch up day. I do errands, I prepare for the week, I make to do lists. Productive but what I need. Last night however, I slept terribly. It was one of those nights where I tossed and turned, had vivid nightmares and could feel the anxiety pacing around my head. I did get up, later than normal because for some reason I just couldn’t pull myself out to bed even though I was wide awake. 10 miles at 8:30 am – bad freaking idea.
Some good news, I am going to an open house today. It is a three bedroom which I am a little ambivalent about. I can’t put my finger on it but for some reason I want to live alone. I hate that, am I being selfish? Am I hiding from something? I am going to check it out because it is a great deal – Georgetown area, reasonable rent, 10 blocks from an orange/blue line, I would get my own room. I just feel something holding me back.
Yesterday was a really long stressful day. After running pretty early with the intention of getting the cable guy between 8-10 am like they said, he was a no show. Finally 1145 rolls around he shows up. Big shocker – still no cable. Way to go. Also, the guy was kind of creepy. Asking personal questions, mumbling more than life itself, thank goodness there was two of us here. In the end, no cable, no olympics, no bad tv. I’m dying. (Exaggeration, I know. Calm down Alex).
So our roomie trip to Eastern Market lasted about 15 minutes. I didn’t get to buy any produce meaning the fridge is yet again bare as ever. We were already late to the sorority thing by going to Eastern Market so when we tried to head back to make the last hour of the social event – the Metro decides to run ONE rail for both ways. Holy shiz. We end up walking more than enough, wait for the metro, walk more and get there by 345. 15 minute awkward chatting with no free ice cream? That blows. I mean the few girls that were still there were nice but somehow I got cornered with someone I did not relate to. Epic fail.
I am letting yesterday go. I feel run down from the week. I think I feel run down in general. Apartment hunting is going miserably. Not an exaggeration. I feel defeated by this. I can’t do anything about it and that makes me mad. I want a permanent location, I want a home, I want to feel content with where I am. I don’t right now. I am still in transition, a long and uncomfortable transition. My friend was really awesome in talking to me about how I doing – which I kind of needed. My stomach has been more than terrible, not sure why, that makes me even more nervous. I am feeling unsatisfied with food, days, people. Uck.
I actually had no idea I had this all in me. I sat down to type this thinking I had nothing to say. Man, this is truly eye opening. Crazy.
Today is catch up. That is all I got.
Questions: When is your catch up day? What activities do you do to make yourself feel more balanced or in a good place?
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