I think that sums up my weekend as well as anything else could. It was pleasant. And by that I mean very, very, very pleasant. I don't believe I've had a weekend that good since, well...the beginning of July, I'm afraid. But I'm certainly not complaining about the quality of this weekend. It has in fact been thoroughly enjoyable (I feel like I'm using that phrase rather often now, and I'm not entirely certain why).
But pleasant weekends are also often unproductive. So here I sit, trying to figure out just how much work I've avoided getting done and how much I really need to start getting done, and what needs to happen in the next couple of days so that I don't drown. It seems like I might actually come out of this alright. I know I've very much been living weekend to weekend for a while now, but it seems like things might possibly be calming down a bit. I hope.
In any case, it was pleasant. I'm starting to remember what it is to be happy, which is very nice. This weekend also calmed me down a good bit. I've been worrying a lot lately, about all sorts of things, some of which deserved the concern, others which were certainly not relevant. Those things seem to have lost a bit of their power over me at this point. I'm calmer now. I'm not an emotional wreck. Sure, I still have ups and downs, but overall, I feel better.
I guess I caught up on sleep a bit too, although it really isn't much. Then again, I've slowly been getting just a bit more sleep than I was before, and it seems to be helping somewhat. In the end, I don't really know what I'm thinking. Or maybe I do but don't know how to adequately express it right now. If I get it later, I'll be sure to write about it then. But in the meantime, that's all. I know I've come out of this better than I was coming into it. What happens from there...I guess we'll see.
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