MsMidge: Don't Stress Over What You Can't Control

Friday, August 3, 2012

Don't Stress Over What You Can't Control

Talking to a lovely work friend today and stating the bleeding obvious - This past month has been one of the most fucked up of my life!

The medication my Nuerologist prescribed did in fact live up to his warning - it increased my appetite. I am now busting out of my jeans. A fact that my friends think is rather hilarious. Me - not so much. I'm now off said medication but am feeling an increased need to exercise......followed by an increased need to sit on the couch and eat...... New jeans incoming.

I packed up an entire ginormous house of six people, and "only" managed to lose about $800 worth of shoes. Not bad really.....considering.

I unpacked an entire ginormous amount of crap, that I had only just packed, and realised I didn't need half of it. Op shop winner.

I have developed an unhealthy habit of vacuuming and mopping. Surely this will wear off in time? These habits are classed as exercise yes?

I have settled two kids in to new schools. I've overcome any anxiety I had about it, and am getting Cadyn through his anxiety....slowly but surely. I've discovered a whole lot of freedom that comes with not having to walk into the school grounds to pick up your children. And I've embraced my kids wanting more responsibility and independence by giving them the thumbs up to walk home from school by themselves. Rather empowering for all of us.

I've dealt with a whole lot of varying tradesmen, and managed not to lose my shit. And will hopefully continue to do so as the never ending saga that is the re-building of this house goes on and on...

I've faced unimaginable heartache. The kind I literally never thought I would have to witness. I've had it confirmed that the girls I work with ARE the most amazing group of women I have ever had the privilege of sharing so many hours with. I'm trying to re-pay all of the time spent listening to me and my woes over the years, by just being the best friend I can be. I still shed tears, daily.

But I'm still here. And I haven't (completely) lost my mind. In fact, the opposite has happened. I'm feeling a little more "zen". Just taking things in my stride. What will be will be.