Not doing well. Feeling too-easily overwhelmed on top of (probably largely because of) how poorly I'm feeling physically. Discovered one more "the week isn't going as planned" detail last night that'll take more spoons than I have to fix, and went into brainfreeze. Can't cope. Dunno that right now is so impressively worse than other times moment-by-moment; I think it's more than I'm worn out by how long this bad spell has lasted and what it's starting to cost me in strain on relationships, ability to meet commitments, and pending bureacratic hassles from not handling paperwork on time. It feels like everything is snowballing.
Also hurt myself last night. Moved someone's coffee table twice without doing myself any harm (at the one rehearsal I actually got to, out of three I was supposed to this week), then carried groceries wrong and hurt both arms. Go figure. In a "scream and rant with a why-me theme and much look-how-my-life-sucks" mood, which means I'd better stay away from the keyboard after I edit this entry down to take most of that out. Obviously, I'm leaving some in.
Had a wee errand to do today; now realizing I lack even the spoons for that. Giving up on plans is hard, the more so when "it's wafer thin" in terms of how much impact it should have [*boom* *splat* *eww*], but I'm forcing myself to give up on doing it today so that I can either rest for tomorrow's gig or try to find the energy to deal with the garb monkey-wrench by then. (If anyone was already planning an Arlington-Baltimore run this evening and doesn't mind a side trip, let me know.)
Okay, putting down the keyboard now. Putting down the keyboard and closing my eyes and hoping for a little sleep and less "my brain hurts".
And I've got "Surrender" by Cheap Trick floating through my brain.
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Feel better.
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You really need a plan, one that addresses reality and not how you wish things were. Look at it this way: no matter how much help you have to resign yourself to having NOW you won't have to endure it once you are better. Resistance is futile, if you want to get better. I've been exactly where you are and I have had to make the same concessions that you need to make.
I'd be happy to take care of you if only it wouldn't deprive you of your musical-social contact.
And I'd send you email but I don't want to hope/worry that you have the spoons to read it.
Get my number from A. and call me.
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Are you actually up to driving lately yourself?
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