I am claiming this week as one that has made me go from 0 to 60 and then back to 10 and back up to 45. I am on top of the world and quickly given a reality check just to be granted a little glimpse of sunlight. You get my drift? No matter what – I seem to be lost in this week. TGIF friends, TGIF. I do however have to wait for tonight to fully embrace this mentality. Starting at 7 am this morning I have a networking event followed by a full day of work. Could be worse though right?
But that is ok. Or at least I keep telling myself it is ok. I swear, you say it so many times and you start believing it.
It’s ok… to be pretty proud of a kick ass interview. That is all.
It’s ok… to proceed the have the worst luck day after the interview. Thank goodness all of it was after, dumping water on my phone, dumping water on my computer, having to go to the mentor session alone. Man I could not catch a break.
It’s ok… to cry a bit. A sign that I am a tad overwhelmed and stress but nonetheless a good release.
It’s ok… to have one of the worst weeks of sleep in a while. I couldn’t even tell you how miserable this week was. It starts with the later work nights, which lead to later bedtimes, which leads to harder wake ups. I struggled man but somehow powered through.
It’s ok… to miss Thursday night tv time with my mom and sister we used to have while watching the Office. It never got old.
It’s ok… to desperately need my buddy run on Saturday with Molly – I swear only one more hill.
It’s ok… to live for your daily emails written at like 3 am from Molly and Chelsie. Our hours are odd but man does it start my day off right. Even if the wind blows up my dress as I fall flat on my butt boarding the metro.
It’s ok… to love that your manager is as obsessed with excel spreadsheets as you are. For our event in May (that we are already planning, scared yet?) she has created an excel spreadsheet with over 20 tabs of logistics. This includes minute by minute of our event in May that goes from 7 am to 6 pm as well as day by day preparation from February on.
It’s ok… to get home after 8:30 pm every night this week. Yep, that is four 12 hour days I just logged. Worst week status achieved.
It’s ok… to mouth the words to songs as you run. Yep, I do all sorts of facial expressions, especially this week when I needed the extra motivation. You could have seen me smiling over Matty’s talk show – holy cow were there some hilarious chat sessions this week. You could see me rocking that Justin Bieber hit (while simultaneously judging myself).
It’s ok… to be a little checked out. I try and not show it but this week mentally was a little tough at work. However, I slapped on that face and did what I had to do.
It’s ok… to be pretty bummed that you can’t run the Cupid Underwear run in DC on Feb. 9th. All the tickets are sold out darn! I was asked to do press which would be pretty sweet but you know classic Alex has to work that week. Throw me a bone people!
It’s ok… to be asked if the email I sent was spam. I sent my aunt this article and she worried it was spam. No really I swear I was in an online magazine,I am halfway…ok a quarter legit… http://www.washingtonian.com/blogs/wellbeing/fitness/9-dc-fitness-bloggers-to-read-now.php (there are some pretty sweet bloggers named in it as well!)
It’s ok… to kind of laugh at the word ‘busy’. So many of us are busy but are you really busy? That is the question.
It’s ok… to consider sugar a food group. It is, that is what I thought. Registered sugar aholic at your service.
It’s ok… to cry a bit when you deposit your rent check the day after pay day. Don’t call me bank, I get it, I’m broke.
It’s ok…to feel like you had no time this week. I swear the days got away with me. My to do lists were hard to accomplish leaving a lot to spill over. Oh isn’t the spill over the worse.
It’s ok… to realize that sometimes bedtime is more important than finishing a blog post.
Oh man can I not wait till 7 pm tonight. My couch is calling. I hear it.
Question: What is ok today for you?