143 Marbles
Pressure, pushing down on me, pressing down on you no man ask for…
Queen & David Bowie
I’m in a pressure-cooker week: school just started and already I’ve got assignments coming out of my yin-yang, my dishwasher is broken, and my kids have pinworms. For anyone who doesn’t know what pinworms are, good for you - neither did I until this week. Not only are they disgusting but they involve doing loads of laundry (I guess I can be grateful it’s not the washing machine that’s broken). Fun times.
I feel a bit like someone who is in battle and I’m being faced with an onslaught from the opposing army. My only job is to stay out of overwhelm and to take one soldier down at a time: Each shift at work - down; Each load of laundry - down; Each assignment from school - down. Take that, suckers. I’m still standing.
Exercise is helping my nerves keep from getting completely frazzled. I try to squeeze some form of moving my body around into most days - a walk, a run, a yoga session, a wee weight routine. Exercise time is my time, it keeps me sane and usually I can tap into some part of myself that knows that these little inconveniences are just part of life and sometimes life can feel like a pressure cooker, but that feeling never lasts forever. Phew!
But other times, I just want to come home to a partner who would talk me off the proverbial ledge.
What would it take to maintain perspective when the pressure is on? What would it take for you to always be able to talk yourself off the proverbial ledge?
Queen & David Bowie
I’m in a pressure-cooker week: school just started and already I’ve got assignments coming out of my yin-yang, my dishwasher is broken, and my kids have pinworms. For anyone who doesn’t know what pinworms are, good for you - neither did I until this week. Not only are they disgusting but they involve doing loads of laundry (I guess I can be grateful it’s not the washing machine that’s broken). Fun times.
I feel a bit like someone who is in battle and I’m being faced with an onslaught from the opposing army. My only job is to stay out of overwhelm and to take one soldier down at a time: Each shift at work - down; Each load of laundry - down; Each assignment from school - down. Take that, suckers. I’m still standing.
Exercise is helping my nerves keep from getting completely frazzled. I try to squeeze some form of moving my body around into most days - a walk, a run, a yoga session, a wee weight routine. Exercise time is my time, it keeps me sane and usually I can tap into some part of myself that knows that these little inconveniences are just part of life and sometimes life can feel like a pressure cooker, but that feeling never lasts forever. Phew!
But other times, I just want to come home to a partner who would talk me off the proverbial ledge.
What would it take to maintain perspective when the pressure is on? What would it take for you to always be able to talk yourself off the proverbial ledge?
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