Wednesday, December 26, 2012
Merry Christmas to me, after working hard to make it a Merry Christmas for friends and family yesterday. Husband was SO helpful, vacuuming up enough cat hair to make another cat from what our three leave about, doing fetch and carry jobs as in "hold this while I pour that" etc, and cleaning the kitchen floor after I finished..
Big I don't go back to work till Jan 7th, one of the wonderful things about working for the school system.
As for learning the hard way, I've been working full-time since October and have learned a lot of things that don't work for me. I've gained a few pounds back, had to move my bedtime to two hours earlier along with getting up two hours earlier, have been commuting a total of 70 miles on choir nights, have had to adjust to a very different schedule while keeping up with ordinary things like shopping, cleaning, cooking, etc, and have felt tired, depressed, and chronically short on time. I've barely kept up with minimal tracking, missed having time to chat with Sparkfriends, and been squeezing in fitness minutes on the run.
I could dwell on all that, kick myself for what I haven't done, and moan about gaining, not losing--or I can look at what I've learned.
1. I've learned that trying to do my exercise in the morning is not realistic for me. I know it can be done, but it's just not working for me.
2. Packing my lunch the night before makes my morning easier.
3. Taking my old 4 cup coffee pot to work means I'll have a hot cup to look forward to when I get there instead of rushing out the door with a cup that cools on the commute.
4. I'm learning what stores are on my route so I can stop for things on the way home instead of having to muster up energy to go out later.
5. I can't do everything, and here is where I've made a huge change.
For most of my working life, I've been a paid section leader in choirs. For the last year or so, I've been singing in a professional choir and have loved it enough to make the commute across Tampa Bay three times a week for two weeknight rehearsals and two Sunday services. I have learned that I can't handle two jobs. Last week, I resigned from the choir job; the Christmas Eve services were my last.
I am looking forward to leisurely Sunday mornings, more time to spend with husband, more time for things like simply sitting down and reading a book. Since I won't have to hurry home, I can stop and walk the trails at a park near my workplace, maybe join a gym. I'm going to try planning my exercise for after work instead of before. I've had three months of learning, and now I'm about to make a fresh start with a little more time. Merry Christmas to me. I CAN DO IT.