Adulthood. LOL
As we near Monday, I have found myself once again with the Sunday blues.
During the week I have a “9-5” job; I work in healthcare and let me tell you, it is pretty much never boring. I absolutely love what I do, but like many jobs, come Friday I am ready to unwind a little.
My weekends are usually pretty hectic as well. I have a fiancé who is constantly in “go mode” (maybe not always going somewhere, but there is always a plan or to do list) which is definitely okay, but between active weekends and a full time job, sometimes it can be hard to find time to breathe.
I have a great life, and I can't voice too many complaints, but that doesn't mean that every now and then I don't want to cancel my subscription to "adulthood"...
I was recently diagnosed with an incurable auto-immune disorder that involves chronic pain. In the last three months I have been to an overwhelming number of doctor appointments. I can tell you that there are a lot of theories and suggestions of treatments and techniques to manage the pain and symptoms but it seems to be a unanimous belief that reducing stress is a major key to recovery and "remission" of symptoms.
"Stressful" has been, is, and will likely always be one of the top three words that I use when talking about life; it's just part of who I am. I have had anxiety to some extent for as long as I can remember. I have experienced loss of someone very close to me. I have a stressful but important job, and there is always something going on in my personal life (... like currently planning a wedding among other things...) so the idea of realistically reducing and managing stress sounds like a joke.
I recently made the decision to start one of those at-home workout programs. I would love to be able to say that fitness is at the top of my priority list, but it isn't and never has been. I was a year-round athlete since I was 3 years old, but that had more to do with the way I was raised and my competitive nature more than anything else. Anyway, when I try these workout programs, it usually goes like this: dedicated for 3 days, get sore and tired, take a day off, and make excuses not to continue. So far I am a week in and this time feels different. I really do WANT this to work out (pun fully intended) as it so far has proven to be a good way to clear my head after a long day, but I'm no longer 16 and in shape and a glass of wine sounds easier than sweating to relieve stress.
My dog (this is definitely not the first time that you will hear about her) is a huge part of my life. She goes to work with me most days and she is constantly bringing a wave of laughter and cuddles when I need them most. Most of my life is pretty much planned while taking her into consideration. I am undeniably obsessed with her. It's pretty much as simple as that, but again what happened to my social life? And why would I rather watch Netflix with my dog than dress up and go out on Friday night?
My fiancé is amazing, but he is so much more than a fiancé. He has been my best friend since we met nearly 5 years ago. It has been quite an adventure, but we are soon going to be continuing our journey as husband and wife. He is smart, driven, passionate, has an amazing heart and soul, and he takes care of me when I forget to take care of myself and keeps me grounded and focused on our future.
My life has recently become cheerfully chaotic and I know this is truly only the beginning of that.
Time to think about dinner.
-CC
During the week I have a “9-5” job; I work in healthcare and let me tell you, it is pretty much never boring. I absolutely love what I do, but like many jobs, come Friday I am ready to unwind a little.
My weekends are usually pretty hectic as well. I have a fiancé who is constantly in “go mode” (maybe not always going somewhere, but there is always a plan or to do list) which is definitely okay, but between active weekends and a full time job, sometimes it can be hard to find time to breathe.
I have a great life, and I can't voice too many complaints, but that doesn't mean that every now and then I don't want to cancel my subscription to "adulthood"...
I was recently diagnosed with an incurable auto-immune disorder that involves chronic pain. In the last three months I have been to an overwhelming number of doctor appointments. I can tell you that there are a lot of theories and suggestions of treatments and techniques to manage the pain and symptoms but it seems to be a unanimous belief that reducing stress is a major key to recovery and "remission" of symptoms.
"Stressful" has been, is, and will likely always be one of the top three words that I use when talking about life; it's just part of who I am. I have had anxiety to some extent for as long as I can remember. I have experienced loss of someone very close to me. I have a stressful but important job, and there is always something going on in my personal life (... like currently planning a wedding among other things...) so the idea of realistically reducing and managing stress sounds like a joke.
I recently made the decision to start one of those at-home workout programs. I would love to be able to say that fitness is at the top of my priority list, but it isn't and never has been. I was a year-round athlete since I was 3 years old, but that had more to do with the way I was raised and my competitive nature more than anything else. Anyway, when I try these workout programs, it usually goes like this: dedicated for 3 days, get sore and tired, take a day off, and make excuses not to continue. So far I am a week in and this time feels different. I really do WANT this to work out (pun fully intended) as it so far has proven to be a good way to clear my head after a long day, but I'm no longer 16 and in shape and a glass of wine sounds easier than sweating to relieve stress.
My dog (this is definitely not the first time that you will hear about her) is a huge part of my life. She goes to work with me most days and she is constantly bringing a wave of laughter and cuddles when I need them most. Most of my life is pretty much planned while taking her into consideration. I am undeniably obsessed with her. It's pretty much as simple as that, but again what happened to my social life? And why would I rather watch Netflix with my dog than dress up and go out on Friday night?
My fiancé is amazing, but he is so much more than a fiancé. He has been my best friend since we met nearly 5 years ago. It has been quite an adventure, but we are soon going to be continuing our journey as husband and wife. He is smart, driven, passionate, has an amazing heart and soul, and he takes care of me when I forget to take care of myself and keeps me grounded and focused on our future.
My life has recently become cheerfully chaotic and I know this is truly only the beginning of that.
Time to think about dinner.
-CC
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