Well, today marks the day of a very long week. Critter is slowly getting back to his old self but asked me this morning not to pressure him anymore. When I asked him what he meant he clammed up. My tenure as president of the local medical librarian association went unacknowledged at yesterday’s meeting and even though it wasn’t a personal slight I can’t help but take it personally. Lastly, a fellow parishioner passed away yesterday and though she was 93 years young and lived a long life I’m still very sad.
The best thing about this week was I caved and told my boyfriend that I was knitting him a scarf and gloves for his birthday so that I could knit them in front of him and actually have a snowball’s chance in hell of finishing them on time.
This week was the kind of week where I felt like I was just going through the motions and not really living it. Perhaps that’s why I’m feeling so disconnected and discontent. I have gotten a lot done but I haven’t really moved forward. I’m not really sure how to fix things. I feel like what I really need is a week off from everything so I can take my time getting caught up and moving in a forward direction. I don’t have that kind of time so I guess I’ll have to figure out how to do what I need to do in the time I have.
Yay, what an uplifting post. Sorry.
