My mind is so scattered at this time. I'm pulled between the restoration of my home, an additional 5 lbs and lack of exercise, an additional hot flash added to my day (thanks Tamoxifen), and my performance at my job. I need to find focus and perspective. Instead, my reaction seems to be inaction. Not good.
My thoughts on this are swirling around. I'm going to take a few moments and seek some clarity as I strive to untangle the mess in my head.
First of all, I'm tired. I've been struggling to get up in the morning and make it to work on time. *job performance suffering* My desire is to go to bed earlier, but when I do that, I find I'm laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and watching the clock. *frustrating* I've begun taking Tylenol PM and it helps. A little.
Solutions? I'm thinking if I restart my exercise routine I will feel more tired at night and fall asleep quicker and sleep sounder.
Problem. I'm not exercising now and getting started is the toughest part. Ok, ok... I hear you. Just do it.
So, if I'm looking at this stream of consciousness correctly, exercise may be a key. Regular exercise may help me lose the weight. Regular exercise may make me more tired and a better sleeper. Thus allowing me to get up on time in the morning and make it to work on time. Ergo, my job performance gets better.
I'm thinking I may need to ask for some encouragement in the motivation department. I'm thinking about doing a challenge. I'm still investigating exactly what a blog challenge is and how I could integrate one into my blog and real life. So far, I think I may do something with exercise and gratitude. I know gratitude would certainly help me with my "poor me" attitude, in regard to my house and mess. I need shake this off. I think some of my insomnia may have to do with the worry of fixing things and the costs involved. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. I know people get sick of hearing about it, so I try not to talk about it too much. Sometimes I think it's the biggest thing in my life. But, when I stop to think about it, it isn't. I still go to work. I'm still a wife. I'm still a mother. It isn't the BIGGEST thing in my life. It's just the messiest. *and I've mentioned, I don't do well in mess*
Comments and suggestions are welcome. Seriously. I'm open.
*sigh* None of this will help with the hot flash, however. My new normal is at 7:30 a.m. and 9:00 p.m. I feel the heat. Yuk. Thanks Tamoxifen.
My thoughts on this are swirling around. I'm going to take a few moments and seek some clarity as I strive to untangle the mess in my head.
First of all, I'm tired. I've been struggling to get up in the morning and make it to work on time. *job performance suffering* My desire is to go to bed earlier, but when I do that, I find I'm laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and watching the clock. *frustrating* I've begun taking Tylenol PM and it helps. A little.
Solutions? I'm thinking if I restart my exercise routine I will feel more tired at night and fall asleep quicker and sleep sounder.
Problem. I'm not exercising now and getting started is the toughest part. Ok, ok... I hear you. Just do it.
So, if I'm looking at this stream of consciousness correctly, exercise may be a key. Regular exercise may help me lose the weight. Regular exercise may make me more tired and a better sleeper. Thus allowing me to get up on time in the morning and make it to work on time. Ergo, my job performance gets better.
I'm thinking I may need to ask for some encouragement in the motivation department. I'm thinking about doing a challenge. I'm still investigating exactly what a blog challenge is and how I could integrate one into my blog and real life. So far, I think I may do something with exercise and gratitude. I know gratitude would certainly help me with my "poor me" attitude, in regard to my house and mess. I need shake this off. I think some of my insomnia may have to do with the worry of fixing things and the costs involved. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed. I know people get sick of hearing about it, so I try not to talk about it too much. Sometimes I think it's the biggest thing in my life. But, when I stop to think about it, it isn't. I still go to work. I'm still a wife. I'm still a mother. It isn't the BIGGEST thing in my life. It's just the messiest. *and I've mentioned, I don't do well in mess*
Comments and suggestions are welcome. Seriously. I'm open.
*sigh* None of this will help with the hot flash, however. My new normal is at 7:30 a.m. and 9:00 p.m. I feel the heat. Yuk. Thanks Tamoxifen.