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thoughts of politics and delegates have taxed my mind in recent days.
staying up to watch CNN’s convention coverage has rendered me incapable of forming complete sentences, or at least incapable of transferring my accounts and thoughts of everything I’ve watched from my brain to the keyboard and out into the internet.
I wonder at what point in my life I realized that I enjoy following all of this political “hoo-hah”. Could it be that there’s nothing else worth watching at this point in the summer, being that my baseball team is often painful to watch and pre-season football is both pointless and often frightening with all of the injuries that seem to pile up during meaningless competition.
So I find myself, being told by CNNHD that I am Awaiting Bill Clinton Speech. Being reminded that in the 9 o’clock hour I will find myself entranced by the oratory prowess of Bill Clinton, and speakers John Kerry and Bill Richardson.
Watching this room full of hyper-excited, crazily attired Democrats, bobbing and swaying, dancing and spinning to interlude music, cheering and clapping and waving flags and banners, completely unaware that they might be filmed and shown in HD in all their insane political frenzy…it’s high entertainment. It is, in my opinion, uniquely American…and it is definitely getting me pumped for November.
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it’s Friday…do the happy dance.
This week has presented me little opportunity to stop and write.
The vast majority of my brain waves have been occupied with an overwhelming quantity of changes at work, changes now, changes coming, and the prep work that goes with it all.
After a long day, it’s all I can do to unwind by whipping up a fantastic meal, grab a seat, and relax for an hour or so before hitting the sack.
These have been long and trying days, and my body’s feeling it.
I can’t wait to sleep past 6 tomorrow.
TGIF.
As I returned to work on Monday, refreshed and ready to go after a relaxing week-long vacation, I had little idea that I’d soon be busier than I’d been in quite some time. In spite of the fact that I now have an assistant, which I’d be curled up in a little ball crying if I didn’t, I’ve been asked to, or rather I kind of volunteered to, take on a fairly complicated project. It’s not overly taxing from a creative standpoint. More of a tedious, research based, digging through multiple archives kind of thing. It’s deadline oriented. It’s a lot larger in scope than I care to think about. It’s kind of stressing me out on the inside.
Each morning since I became aware of this project, I greet the day with a smile. I inhale, I exhale, I place one foot in front of the other and move forward. It is, after all, only a job. Unfortunately right now it appears that my job is taking over any small amount of free time I’m used to having. I’m still making time for myself, going to the gym, attending yoga…but in return I’m having to work additional hours. At the end of the day, I’m dragging sadly down to my car, completely spent and not wanting to even touch my computer when I get home…not entirely sure when I’ll do any fantasy football scouting between now and 3pm on Saturday when our draft is (which I know will endear me to the other members of my league who have significantly fewer picks than I do).
I suppose the point of all of all this jibber jabber this morning is a note to myself.
Remember that each day brings another breath. Each day is another day on this planet to do what we’re meant to do. Don’t forget to find the time to enjoy the little things like the love of a dog or the love from your husband…a free beer from the gay man sitting next to you at the bar while you’re waiting for your take out…the beautiful long blue shadows on the top deck parking garage across the way as you’re still sitting at your desk at 7pm. Life is full. You are happy. Don’t let the little things get to you. Digest in small bites. Fractionalize if necessary in order to make this all easier to get through. Screw “big picture” at this point, it will only make your head spin. You will get through this. You’ve always gotten through it. That’s why you’re still here after nearly 10 years.
Breathe.
