thrihyrne: Portland, OR (Default)
Had a long but very meaningful and social day yesterday. There was intense work (as in, Airbnb work), and going on a currently secret afternoon excursion that involved cleaning and tidying, laundry, and spending much-appreciated time with [livejournal.com profile] evannichols's mother, Gwen, and then coming home and then going to a scumptiously social cookout at [personal profile] sanguinity and [personal profile] grrlpup's house and seeing the Maki family as well. Sang is an accomplished griller, and H. made amazing potato salad (I still need to get that recipe!) and meeting Nicole's young men in person was a delightful experience that I'll admit I didn't expect to feel to that level. I'm not much into other people's offspring in general (even my own siblings' children), and I haven't been around teenagers in… years?? Anyway, they were articulate, not-posing, independent souls and their genuine affection for each other and their parents was actually mind-blowing the more I think about it. Yay for a family unit that's healthy and respects everyone's individuality, and is effusive in affection.

As the years have gone on, I've recognized within myself (and also Sang has pointed out to me) that I don't really care about the pyrotechnics of fireworks and the sparkler bomb. It's true. I get nothing out of it. So this year, I enjoyed the food and companionship and conversation and social part of the evening and then came home to get in a run that I'd intended to have first thing Friday morning— except that I'd neglected to turn on my morning alarm at all so I overslept my ability to run before work. Oooops. I had a great run and then futzed around the internet looking at fun purple/wild orchid/lavender/magenta hair colors until it was time to go pick Evan back from the night's festivities. I was treated to bonus social time as everyone was still there! There was also ginger and caramel ice cream. NOMNOMNOM. And a second round of hugs, which was really wonderful to top it all off.

Today?
BLISS ON A STICK. A DAY AT HOME WITH EVAN DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING IF I DON'T WISH IT.
Even Mod Physique was cancelled so Jessa could have a holiday weekend, so I truly have nothing on my calendar. There are only a few things I plan to accomplish:
~ giving [livejournal.com profile] emansil_12 a call
~ finishing my Reggie/Kelp story (only 1.5 scenes to go! then Grand Editing will commence)
~ doing a half hour or so of my favorite Mod Physique toning moves but no cardio today

and the usual of enjoying Evan's company and playing a helluva lot of Facebook games. :D
thrihyrne: (K is for Kristi)
This week has been more exotic than usual in that [livejournal.com profile] evannichols has been home sick as of Thursday. It seems to be a cold that started out as congestion and head swimmy-ness and some coughing and then settled into a chest cold. Much better that than the flu or somesuch. It meant that during my more conventional-hours workdays on Thurs and Fri I was able to come out during breaks and lunch and check up on him, converse, and have company. I really enjoyed it, even though the only reason he was home was because he was/is under the weather.

I'm resisting whatever it is, though in a random act of just experiencing life, I whacked the crap out of my pinkie toe yesterday morning on the edge of the bed. Picture below. I may have fractured it, hard to say and frankly, not really much to be done about it. I'm icing it again this morning and will not be picking up my jogging again until it has a chance to heal. I've not actively limped in ages, but yesterday Evan and I did get out of the apartment to run (well, walk very slowly) some errands in the nearby blocks. We were quite the pair: Evan sniffling and sneezing and coughing, me hobbling along and not at all at my usual Thev-speed, which is At Speed.

bruised toe :( )

I'm off in a little bit, borrowing Evan's car Ian to get more tissues and to swing by the bank. Then my 1-10 shift, then two days of jury duty! Something entirely new and different. I'll be well prepared for tedium, should there be any: my composition notebook to work on my Ron/Draco, a new issue of Vanity Fair, and a knitting project on circular needles. Yee haw!

Oh, and I filed my taxes yesterday. I'll be happily anticipating my refunds.
thrihyrne: (meditation rocks)
Yesterday was my last day at CompView. I gifted myself with two days off in order to have some down time before transitioning to full-time work next week. As a super-special gift to me, [livejournal.com profile] evannichols also took Friday off, and I'll be taking him to a belated birthday breakfast at Slappy Cakes. He also generously gave me a decorated envelope that said "Kristi's Massage Fund" so that I can get a much-needed full-body massage during my time off. Portland is full of places to go, and since he knew I'd have a much better idea of where I'd like to go than he would, he gave me the self-created gift certificate Tuesday evening as a part of my sleepover. I had a stroke of genius thought Wednesday morning, which was to contact another massage therapist friend (I did get to know a few during my time living with Julia, who ran in acupuncture and massage therapy circles due to her career) and I was able to schedule an appointment with a lovely woman named Karla. I'll simply go to her apartment this morning where she has her own treatment table and get my very sore body worked on.

I've managed to sustain some mystery injuries, including my right shoulder (no idea) and hips (probably from a combination of the jogging and lots of inner- and outer-thigh work), the omnipresent knots and tension in my upper back, and being generally sleep-deprived and continually sleeping on a mattress with only 3 slats. Anyway, this morning I treated myself to a hot soak in the tub with epsom salts, something my massage therapist friend Joseph has recommended for literally years. They had the salts at the dollar store, which at last prompted me to do this. I'll plan to have another soak post-massage on Friday in the upstairs bathroom at [livejournal.com profile] evannichols's house when his sister and her family are out for the day. Self-care. What a concept! I'm not sure what to do about my innards, though; I'm still suffering from a loud stomach, often unhappy bowels, but thankfully no actual pain. Today I think I'll stick to jello, yogurt, a banana and oatmeal. Maybe I'll lighten up on the celery, too; I thought it was innocuous, but perhaps not. And maybe switch to tea for a few days, rather than my beloved coffee.

Soon I'll put on casual clothes and walk up to the closest grocery store to do my recycling and mark that off my list. Shouldn't be too many other people there around 6:50 a.m.!!
thrihyrne: (meditation rocks)
One of the major issues I've struggled with in recent years is not trusting the universe when things are going well for myself. That's when my self-sabotage has kicked in, with increasingly detrimental and disastrous results. I'm seeking out a therapist to deal with this element of my psyche in particular, but I'm also free to do my own cognitive therapy on my own. And I am doing so now, because things are beginning to go well for me. Not just in the relationship realm, though that is so far off the charts that it does (to my mind) explain in part why I've continued to do some self-sabotage, though I am keeping to the forefront of my consciousness just exactly how important it is that it not happen again.

All that to say: I had a great afternoon at my temp marketing assistant site, and am really looking forward to the quite real possibility that I'll be with them for at least two months. I do spend almost equal amounts of time getting out there and back as I'm spending working (4 hours and 4 hours, respectively) but that's fine- I have loads to keep me busy on public transport. My colleagues are intelligent and well-tempered! I'm getting to use my skill set! It's not at a call center! I'm getting paid much closer to what I'm worth! It just feels so good to be out in a work environment again and to be compensated for that. Perhaps ironically I got a call about another 1/2 time position I applied for over the weekend and I'll speak with that group this morning. I suspect the hours won't jive, but maybe it could work out. I'd love to add in another 10 hours with someone or some institution, so I'll continue to keep a finger on the pulse of jobs at Craigslist.

[livejournal.com profile] emansil_12 recently recommended to me a book titled Creative Visualization by Shakti Gawain. I'm only a few pages in as I want to really take my time and absorb what he's writing (as well as to do his guided visualizations and my own on a daily basis as part of continuing to put out messages of positivity into the world). I think this could be one of those books that I actually buy and keep as an integral part of being on my path.

I'm keeping up with the jogging, though I was a bit deflated to discover that I'm probably only burning about 100 calories a mile. Still, this is more about getting conditioning, not a weight loss endeavor. Yesterday and today it's been sunny and warm, so getting out around 7:10 p.m. (I leave work at 5:00 and get home around 6:50) is the perfect time of day for me to be exercising. I've never been a morning workout person.

Oh, and my yarn dyes arrived yesterday!! So exciting. This weekend's weather won't facilitate any projects, but perhaps next weekend.

There are a few close friends of mine who are dealing with some serious issues and difficult anniversaries; my heart goes out to you, and know that I'm holding you in light.
thrihyrne: Portland, OR (brain chaparral)
So I was posting about the virtual cat and other stuff— after my post I sat down to watch something on my computer and knit, but then off to my right I started seeing flashing pictures of a young girl, just off to my right. I started screaming and my roommate came down and said, "Get off the computer and go to bed NOW." They were indeed hallucinations. I'd had 4½ hours of sleep in 48 hours and my poor brain was simply wigging out. I'd felt I was fine because everything in the world seemed fine and I was 'fully functioning,' only… I wasn't. My brain was beyond exhausted. I'd been given a prescription for a few sleeping pills since I've had some difficulty sleeping, so I went into the next room in a bed all cozy with Stan (the real cat), took my sleeping pill, and tried to go to sleep. About half an hour later I was still awake, so I went upstairs to Julia and told her I was failing in sleeping school. She told me to go back to bed and just keep relaxing and it would come. And it did.

So for the next several days, I'm going to unplug at 7:00 and get my body in bed, with the medication, at 9:00. No excuses. (well, except for tomorrow, which is Julia's birthday party, but it will start at 6:00 and I can feign tiredness even if I don't have it, at any point. Anything now to save my sanity!)

But a ghost kitty would be neat!

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