Well yesterday we went on a quick trip to the river which then turned into a hike to the river. We found an awesome spot where I collected river rocks for the aesthetic eco-friendly look that I am trying to create in my backyard. My ZEN Zone.
Who knew picking up rocks would be such a rewarding work out.
Which then energized me to wake up at 430am. Stretch. Greet the rising sun with some semi-fancy yoga moves--I practiced my breathing skills BUT who knew breathing could be so hard to control when you are aware of your horrible breathing patterns?? lol. I felt like I couldn't suck more air in through my lungs and into my belly...something was not working right. The important thing is that I tried, I fumbled through my Yoga/stretch routine. Felt good. Which then prepared me for:
The first day at work without my partner in crime. I missed her. A lot. But I survived. I kept to myself. Worked through the emotions which cannot be healthy but I did not want to put on a fake smile or give a fake "I'm doing great" response. I concluded that it would be better for me to self-care by avoiding people because I was NOT going to mask my feelings AND I was NOT going to be nice to people who point out the obvious--like "aww your office looks so empty now" or "how you holding up without your partner" ugh that is the most annoying thing ever. Like how do you think I am doing when the government agency gives 2 people job duties that in other companies would be appropriate for 5 people...anyways I dealt. I put into practice healthier self-care practices.
My friend/ex-partner in crime and I texted a few times throughout the day. I'm happy that she has moved onto something better but I am also a bit jealous that she gets to move on while I stay behind and weep lol I kid but part of me is serious. Similar to a break up where the other person moves on without any issues--even when its a mutual thing--if that can even happen...I mean seriously, when has that happened? Someone always gets hurt. The difference is the reaction to the break up. I could be sour and mean or I can be happy and supportive. I have a right to feel sad but not a right to be a dick.
Self-Care Practices of the Day:
La DNA.
Who knew picking up rocks would be such a rewarding work out.
Which then energized me to wake up at 430am. Stretch. Greet the rising sun with some semi-fancy yoga moves--I practiced my breathing skills BUT who knew breathing could be so hard to control when you are aware of your horrible breathing patterns?? lol. I felt like I couldn't suck more air in through my lungs and into my belly...something was not working right. The important thing is that I tried, I fumbled through my Yoga/stretch routine. Felt good. Which then prepared me for:
The first day at work without my partner in crime. I missed her. A lot. But I survived. I kept to myself. Worked through the emotions which cannot be healthy but I did not want to put on a fake smile or give a fake "I'm doing great" response. I concluded that it would be better for me to self-care by avoiding people because I was NOT going to mask my feelings AND I was NOT going to be nice to people who point out the obvious--like "aww your office looks so empty now" or "how you holding up without your partner" ugh that is the most annoying thing ever. Like how do you think I am doing when the government agency gives 2 people job duties that in other companies would be appropriate for 5 people...anyways I dealt. I put into practice healthier self-care practices.
My friend/ex-partner in crime and I texted a few times throughout the day. I'm happy that she has moved onto something better but I am also a bit jealous that she gets to move on while I stay behind and weep lol I kid but part of me is serious. Similar to a break up where the other person moves on without any issues--even when its a mutual thing--if that can even happen...I mean seriously, when has that happened? Someone always gets hurt. The difference is the reaction to the break up. I could be sour and mean or I can be happy and supportive. I have a right to feel sad but not a right to be a dick.
Self-Care Practices of the Day:
- The morning at work started with Self-affirmations. My friend made me say them a outloud when I was being a grumpy pants trying to isolate.
- I made copies of those self-affirmations and taped them around my office. It made it easier to focus on the good.
- I drank my water everytime I didn't want to answer a question rudely (it is not the worker's fault), well it is a little--their "dickery" contributed to my partner's "burn out."
- I took my breaks away from the computer.
- I ate lunch with a friend who told me a little bit more on how she ended up in our lovely state.
- I did what I could and left the unfinished work marked and tagged for tomorrow.
La DNA.
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