I was actually productive today! So proud of myself. I cleaned my kitchen and kept it that way. I even cleaned it up after dinner. All of my dishes are either clean and put away or in the dishwasher waiting for a full load. All of my counters AND my stovetop are sparkling. My sink is empty. It’s a miracle. I also finished a handful of Spanish assignments and a quiz, wrote a discussion post for art history, and at least started on a written assignment for history. I will NOT fall behind this week! Now I am in super need of a shower. Deuces.
And more… Laying in bed willing my heartbeat to chill the fuck out. It’s jumpy, just enough that I’m uncomfortably aware of it. I think it’s anxiety, which is dumb because I’m not working, which means I’m only responsible for a 4-year-old and the entire state of my house and 3 classes and my household financial planning and I’m supposed to be on a diet and exercising and okay I see it now.
Anyone else have workout anxiety? It’s ridiculous, but apparently it’s a thing. I’m going to suck it up and do something tomorrow, just to say I did, but it’s easy to forget, it’s 80% input, 20% output, and I have to be aware that exercising will not translate directly to eating more. Ugh, I’m giving myself a headache, but sorry y’all, I don’t have anyone else to work this out with. I did take some melatonin, so maybe that will kick in soon. Buenos noches, amigos.
Last updated September 11, 2020