It's really, REALLY been a long week. I have somehow contracted something that makes me feel dizziness/vertigo while sitting at my desk, and I think it is somehow linked to staring at columns of numbers for hours on end - glancing up and down between keyboard and monitor seems to aggravate it - and drinking water, stretching, eating more iron and making sure I am eating throughout the day, in general, do not seem to be helping. I am starting to hypochondrize, here, but I am trying to keep it to a minimum before I start freaking myself out, imagining a brain tumor or something. My ears have been bothering me for a few weeks, so maybe that's it - just a fluid imbalance in the old inner ear. Hopefully, that's all it is and will soon right itself. I hope.
In the meantime, work has been miserable. I just want to lay my head down on the desk and give up. My eyes are tired of the computer screen, for sure. Maybe I should get one of those privacy filter thingies? They're supposed to reduce the glare and be easier on your eyes ... I'll see how things go.
OK, enough complaining! Even if no one is reading this but me, it wouldn't hurt to be a bit more positive. I'm having trouble with the positive today, not because I don't have anything to be positive about, but simply because my eyes and my head are a bit tired, and that makes thinking tough. Still, all the things I love in the world are still around, which is pretty awesome, and Christmas is coming, and Patrick is in my life (just typing his name makes me smile to myself), and my parents and sibs are all alive and well, and I have a good job, and a good apartment ... all things to rejoice in, no? I think so. I guess the petty physical discomforts, etc. really do pale next to those things. I've definitely got worries, but nothing that can't wait and nothing that is more important than being excited to see Patrick and the kids tonight, to have dinner with them and maybe watch a movie and laugh and just hang out. And tomorrow, I get to hang out with my Mom and sisters and make Christmas cookies. Sunday, I think Patrick and are going to a Christmas get-together at a friend's house. So, it's all good - really.
I'm not 100% cheered up (who can be, when they feel like they're walking next to a cliff edge all day with steel boots on ... and there's a magnetic railing boted to the cliff just over the edge of it and out of my line of sight?), but I"m about 90% cheered up, and I'd say that's pretty darned sweet.
Next post I promise to be more topical and not so whiny about myself. Sound good?
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