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Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Thirty ninth inning stretch


I've been feeling a little lost the past few weeks. I can probably count on the number of times I've felt like that in the past 10 years, it's really not a mood or thing I encounter with even yearly regularity.

I have a lot of balls in the air right now but I'm not behind on anything (except emails, who's with me?), so I've been trying to figure out why I was feeling off my game. Is it just the holiday haze? Do I already have the winter blues which are like the Sunday night blues but for longer and slightly less intense? No to both of those things.

Then I got it. This year I'm going to do a lot of things that make me stretch. I'm going to stretch my comfort levels, my wallet, my need to control what's controllable, and my ability to manage and organize life and the rapidly moving pieces of it.

Some of these things are happening now and some are quickly approaching. When I'm faced with change or overwhelmed,  it takes me a while to acclimate. Like driving a new car for the first time: I have to figure out where all the switches are and make sure the mirrors are in the right position for me so I don't crash and injure myself or anyone else.

This has no real purpose except to say that I usually kick off the year with guns blazing, and that I didn't this time. I want to acknowledge that and the fact that I'm okay with it. And to say if you didn't start this week off all hot to trot for the year, you're not alone. I know I'm going to kill it in 2016 and you totally are too, even if we entered it by the side door.
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