This has been a strange week. Not really all that entertaining. But my reversal of fortune - or perceived reversal, I should qualify - has made it interesting.
The new job. Oy vey. The jury is still out. I am having major moments of trepidation about the entire thing. But I am doing the next right thing, which is to me to put one foot in front of the other, remember why I am doing this, and just try to get through it one day at a time. That is it. I can't do anything else.
This weekend I am trying to decompress. I did some service work yesterday, and attended my regular meeting and a speaker meeting.
Today I hope to stay at home and try to relax. Read. And nap. Because the anxiety is getting much worse during the week with this job, I am having trouble sleeping at night during the week. And my health is starting to show it, so I am hoping to recharge today. So far, so good. I am awake, and the rest of the house is asleep, so I am getting some much needed alone time. And I am going to get some books together and retreat back to my bed and hope to take a nap or two in the course of the day.
So this is my tentative flight plan: get through it. Kinda grim.