It was a weird week. A week where I had enough feelings go through me for an entire half year. In fact this is the first time I’ve sat down to do my Week In Review and just can’t get a grasp on where to start.
…what happens when my hair person is late. #notmyspecialty
It was a week where…
I ate doggy bagged sweet potato fries and onion rings for dinner.
Where I returned to drinking coffee every morning. ….not good for me but it’s what I did.
And made my new favorite coffee shop my second home
It was a week where I felt some odd and uncomfortable stirrings of transition.
Where I wanted to simply my life and practice brevity. And yet simultaneously filled my brain with crap.
Where I felt a pull away from blogs and wanted new ways to spend my time. I did not want to post on instagram and had zero desire to show anyone “what I was eating.” But then I did anyways. I still want to bake your recipes and share them with you, and I want to post more of my own recipes, but other than that I just don’t want to think about food. #confusedandlosthyprocite
That being said, I posted a yummy muffin recipe.
It was a week where I returned to the dressing room and had a massively long week full of 12 hour tech days. And also read a wad of TV scripts for a reading I did Sunday night.
It was a week where I had some really hard feelings, talked to my mother about them, and then felt horrifically embarrassed for doing so.
It was a week where I didn’t want to cook, but craved oats like a fiend. Overnight oats or oats in bar form. Every morning. Every night.
And was also just always hungry.
So I had a baking extravaganza. With oats. ….and chickpeas.
Where I “wasted” (in my opinion) many evenings – where I had wanted to start a new book, or paint, or write, or watch a new show….. and yet reverted to diddling around on my laptop until I fell asleep.
It was a week where I struggled with open time, but tried to practice doing nothing. Slowly getting there.
Taking an outdoor time out.
It was a week where I saw direct correlation between anxiety and time spent on my phone. I’m practicing saying “you don’t need to go to your phone” many times a day.
It was a week where I missed friends. So I asked my best friend if she wanted to grab an early breakfast. It was the most relaxing thing ever.
Bagels with best friends.
It was a week where each morning, instead of listening to my regular radio or news, I listened to podcasts. I got through a number of Elizabeth Gilbert’s past episodes of “Big Magic.” They are incredible. It is the best thing for me for me right now.
Where I, like my dear friend Kat, raised my weight on deadlifts.
…and got the most delicious, massive, dense slab of dark gingerbread loaf. Oh my god so good.
It was a week where I’d have a thought and then forget it two seconds later. ….but when isn’t it that kind of week?
Where I would notice myself getting anxious and worked up and actually took the time to stop, drop and
roll breathe. Each time it really helped.
I don’t know if this was just “one of those weeks,” or if it’s some inevitable repercussion of the new spring air. Or if it’s the beginning of an actual transition into something new. But it all definitely makes me feel rather crazy. I’m not thinking much of it right now, or berating myself for mistakes made. Rather I’m just using my Week In Review to be aware and stay mindful of where I’m currently at.
By the end of the week I was a bit more myself…
…there we go.
Thank you for the link up, Meg.
Do you ever feel like you do not know how to spend your time? Like things that once gave you satisfaction no longer do?
It was a week where ________ ?
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