Sometimes I wonder about my sky-rocketing and earth-shattering ups and downs. I don't think its anything more than something lacking in my diet (and the occassional inability to handle stress), but I can't seem to figure out what exactly.
Yesterday I worked after work and didn't get home until after 7. And I was angry. I didn't want to see Tom, sure as hell didn't want him to touch me. I stomped around for a while and reheated some macaroni and cheese... and then my body just gave out.
I didn't faint, but I was so shakey and miserable it was crazy. Tom stroked my hair and told me to relax, have a nap, and not do anything. But I still had work to do. He helped me with the last leg of it, and when we were all done at 8:45 and on our way home, I had a brainstorm on how to completely get rid of the stress build up.
Frisbee.
There is nothing like a wide, green lawn with big trees on either side and a slowly darkening blue sky overhead...
It was beautiful, and peaceful and playing frisbee was so much fun. Plus I ran around and around because we our frisbee-tossing skills were pretty rusty at first. But we got the hang of it pretty quick and before you know it, we were catching the frisbee behind our backs!
We stayed out playing until 10, and then walked up the road back home, tired and happy.
And my contentment is guaranteed to last another 45 minutes, until work starts.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Up again
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4 comments:
I'm glad your mood improved last night. A little bit of exercise will do wonders, no?
And although as Phil says, taking an extra 90 minutes from your trip to see Tom's parents isn't THAT important in the grand scheme of things, I can tell you that I would be pissed, too. It's an inconvenience.
But I am the "stop-watch" woman. . . When I have plans, we leave exactly when we plan to, or earlier. . Never later.
Just drive safely and enjoy yourself. Crank the music and sing at the top of your lungs, and it won't matter so much if you arrive at your parents a little later than you expected.
Wheeee-heeee! ::throws hands in the air as if riding a rollercoaster::
Phoe-yes! exactly. an inconvenience. :) and i'm the same way about trip planning.
Shenry-- lol..between this and your concentration test, people are starting to stare at me... lucky the VP and P are in Europe... :D
the last time i played frisbee was 3 weeks ago with a bunch of hung over smokers who couldn't run for more than 5 seconds without buckling in pain.
i fear the day that exercise goes from something energizing to something that crushes my spirit.
but in regards to your drastic ups and downs... it doesn't mean you're bipolar- it means you're alive. passionate. that you experience both ends of the spectrum to the max and THAT is something to be uber proud of.
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