For what it's worth: I'm fine. I feel obliged to say this because I know more than a few people were worried.
I mean, right now
, I'm suffering from too much free wine and from not-having-left-the-house itis, because I'm supervising a man painting balcony, but honestly, this week I've been much much better. Fine, in fact.
Writing the post in question on Monday - not to mention the supportive comments therein - proved cathartic in the best way. After that, things picked up and I got some serious mileage done on my PhD. I've been eating better and getting back into daily meditation. Only not today because I forgot and then was interrupted by patio painter man coming. I got two minutes in, though!
Wednesday was particularly good - as I've mentioned before a hundred and seven times, I love my face to face work at the Natural History Museum, but doing it at the weekend means I don't get much schools experience. So I arranged to put in just one hour's volunteering while I was at the museum anyway, greeting school groups, talking about the building and Dippy and things, and getting them to Schools reception. Anyway, that was an hour of fantastic fulfilling energising interaction with the public, and really gave me energy for the day. Also, I got a volunteer's lunch and Honey Cake at debrief.
Then I continued to be happy and peaceful and pleasant throughout Sad Club and Sad Pub, was happy to be out with my friends, and came home to find tickets to go and see Mitch Benn next week!Daniel
is most definitely at least one of my favourites. Thank you, honey.
And thank you
, everyone. I am in fact doing OK, handling the stress, content with my lot and while I think I still have room for improvement, I'm back to liking myself.
Love you all.