It’s cold here in Minnesota. Frigid, in fact. Wind chills are in the double digits below zero. I’ll leave that there.
It’s another morning at my job. I talk to people all day; I listen to their problems, try to solve them, and ultimately try to make them smile even though it’s really all about a business transaction.
All these stressful interactions sometimes leave me feeling deflated at the end of the day. I have the best intentions right now, for my non-work day; After work, I will go to gym, practice, clean the kitchen…the list goes on and varies from day to day, but the moral of the story is that I usually only work out on the weekends now, which does shit for my confidence and running goals (have to run a 45 min. 10k in May), and my evenings are usually spent doing some sort of escapist activity (i.e., watching Netflix with the boy and drinking bloody mary’s…nothing too severe, but probably gateways to…something) rather than doing things that do a body good. I practice a good amount these days, and am finally finding a musical niche around here, however, my personal success on the flute is shaded by current job and the way I spend my M-F. Goals have been set, and there are auditions and recitals in the future, all I need to do is simply NOT get caught up in the bogging down of my day-to-day.
Breathing helps too.
So some things need to change, and this isn’t going to be a post about lofty goals and unreasonable guidelines for my future self. I’m purely venting.
In another completely different train of thought…
I’ve had white dresses and black tuxes on my mind lately. I think that time may be approaching…
