Monday, January 12, 2015

Some days I get more work done than I do all week...

Okay, so it's been over a week since I last updated this blog. I let a lot of things slip while my depression worsened last week and a lot of time was spent doing mindless things of no importance and sleeping. Though, I'm catching up now since the deadline for moving has come and gone! I am no longer with my friends and old roommates, so life is moving onward, I suppose.

On Monday I did achieve another goal though, which was to start celebrating more people's birthdays. I gave Bobby a little jar full of peanuts with a Peanuts sticker on it. He's a fan of that comic. I want to start becoming more of the social crowd and fit in more, so maybe trying to remember people's birthdays will help? I don't know. It's a start.

Then, on Friday, I started moving out to a place in Glen Allen, Virginia. It's a few miles away from where I was living and it will do for now. I'm still not 100% on the place. It's been a lot of work moving and sorting and driving stuff over from the old apartment-- only to end up someplace alone, with no friends, without much of a support system and having new bills to pay for because I'm not getting the awesome deal I was getting at my old place. I still have to get Internet, unpack the last load from the car, change my forwarding address, get a new license, ect. ect. So much to do and so little reward-- though the room I have now is twice as big as my old room and I have a walk-in closet (mostly, because my roommate/chief lease holder doesn't want to move some of her stuff out of the full closet I thought I was going to get). And to top it off, my roommates got a house that's 30 minutes away instead of renting the place that was going to be right down the block. Sigh. But, hey, I'm not going to be homeless which is definitely a good thing!

And Saturday, January 10th was a day of catch up regarding my wanting to do productive things every day. I got the following done:

1. Took myself out to lunch – I guess since I don't have friends that live around me anymore, I'll be doing this a lot often, but it was good for my depression to just go to Boarders and get some food while reading some books. I'd like to do that more in the future.

2. Bought a new organizer – This book is becoming a godsend. I used some Google program to schedule things in the past and that did help a lot, but it takes me to Google which takes me to the rest of the Internet which takes me to a point where I've lost several hours doing nothing but bullshitting on the Internet. The book seems to be helping a lot. I try to write down one productive thing I've done in the book every day. And it's helping to focus my mind in my old age. I had one in high school/college and I got so much more done back then.

3. Got myself a haircut – I've been meaning to do this for ages but I could never find a cheap enough place! I walked past one yesterday that was only $13. I thought it was just a barbershop at first because I didn't understand how a salon was that cheap, but yeah, seems like I'll be going there more often from now on! It was the first time I was in a salon since my sister (who was my hair stylist most of my life) died.

4. Bought a new phone – I'll need this for my job hunt. I got a very modest plan of 240 minutes of talk (unlimited txting though) for $25 a month, pay as I go. I'll probably update it to $40 a month in the future, but until I get a job I'd like to use it simply to get call backs on my resumes and interviews. 804-937-2811. Txt me! Heh.

5. Started a program of going through one bag/box of my stuff a day – I have a bunch of boxes and bags that I've carried with me from my family home to the house I shared with my ex-fiance to my old place in Henrico and now to this new apartment. So much baggage! And I feel like it's not so much even items I can use anymore, it's just STUFF I've been carrying around with me for some reason, without actually knowing if any of it is important. And because I have to keep so much of it in my car trunk, in storage or under a whole bunch of other bags and boxes in my closet, I can never utilize all of the things I own. I know I only live in small rooms these days and I don't have much money to buy new things, so I get really tied to holding on to what I do have. It's such a metaphor. Since I've been going through, it I can't believe how much I've been able to let go-- and by letting go of the physical objects, I've been able to let go of some of the past crap I've been through. For instance, I've managed to throw out a bunch of stuff from my ex. It's very hard to do that though. I want some things to remember that time in my life-- so I let myself keep one envelope of his letters, in a draw right next to the court order for the case he put me through. I feel that's the best compromise I can make between the two warring factions in my head.

Today, I went through a few last boxes at the old apartment and visited Beky who is still going to be living there for a few more days. It was hard to get myself to go because I'm still upset about the move-- and even harder to leave, but I feel that even with the depressive funk I got myself I accomplished some very important things this week. And I have written out plans to keep me busy next week!

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