Whoa whoa whoa – can you say post-vacation letdown? Emo alert on that last post. Sorry folks, welcome to my world. It’s a little weird.
Anyhoo, it is definitely time to get out of my own head. There are many many things to do around here. So far, the plans for next year have gone from deciding that we will not be doing a family vacation because of my Camino to HEY LET’S DO EVERYTHING IN 2016.
Where we were: September 2016: Camino
Where we are now: December 2015: Move to a house
March 2016: 5 Day Cruise for Lolly’s 40th birthday
June 2016: Spend a week in St George Island with the fam
September/October 2016: Dad and I go to Spain
There may be just a little stress involved there. Maybe. I mean, it’s great, and I’m thankful. But it’s overwhelming, especially since I’m only working part time now. Correction: VERY part time. I’d love to get something else, but then it interferes with real life too much and just ends up being a hassle for very little $$ return. Repeat: I’m thankful. It’s not a terrible problem to have, and I know that. But I’m starting to feel a little useless, and I don’t like that.
I read a little article yesterday (you can find it here) that basically explained the worst possible life circumstance for each Myers-Briggs personality type. I’m an ENFP, which is no surprise, and here’s what mine said:
ENFP – Every minute of the rest of your life has been scheduled for you – and it’s a long series of arbitrary, solitary tasks.
Note to self: Don’t let this happen. I hate ruts and every emotion that goes with them. Trouble is, I find myself in them pretty easily. Why would I be drawn to the situation that would hurt me the most? Lord, I’ve asked myself that question before.
But I digress. Again.
The point here is that I’m going to have to get outside more, meet new people, and stop being at home so much. I can’t expect The Universe to give me opportunities if I don’t go out into it.
Is that the point? Hell, I don’t know. Thank goodness I’m the only one who reads this thing.
You speak to my spoiled, everbroken heart.
I got my pack! It’s an Osprey Sirrus 24 and my first official piece of Camino gear!
Dad and I went up to Tallahassee to conquer a few hills, and ended up at Trail & Ski. Imagine that. :)
The guy there was SO helpful. We were really just there to poke around and look at prices and things, but when I put the pack on, Dad basically said, “Happy Early Birthday!” and I ended up going home with what will soon be my best friend. (I hope.) Here’s a pic of her:
Now, she’s small. But Nadine says I can do it, so I believe her. It will be a challenge. The pack itself weighs 2.3 lbs, which leaves me about 8 lbs of stuff to put in it. Then water and food. The rule of thumb is that you should be carrying about 10% of your body weight, which puts me at 12 pounds, give or take a little. It’s a challenge, that, if completed, will make my feet and back mucho happy.
Can I just go? Now?
Hey! I’m messing with my theme today, so everything’s going to be all jacked up for a bit. :)
I’ve apparently lost my old header, which is sad sad sad…but Kate is 16 now so I should probably do a better job of keeping up with the times. We’ll see what I can come up with.
Anyhoo, hang in there with me while I play with this thing, and if you have any suggestions, feel free to jump right in with them.
I thought of you, and where you’d gone… and the world spins madly on.
Walking my arse off. Maybe literally.
Cruise in 23 days.
Camino in 469 days.
I’m happy. That’s all.
Welp, my busy-ness means I am not here very often. Stopping in to let all 28 followers of mine know that this little dude and I believe in you. :)
I have a LOT going on right now. Is there such a thing as a goal-junkie? I’ve gone from never ever setting goals, for fear of never reaching them, to wanting a set, measurable goal for everything I do. Yes, this is good, but as a person who gets overwhelmed easily, sometimes I fear that I’m setting myself up for failure. The key to all of this is going to be organization – once again, not normally one of my strengths. Hello, 2015 Challenge.
From past experience in things like Weight Watchers and onthejob happenings, I know that if I have a measurable goal and keep track of progress, I WILL accomplish it. Now that I’m starting a new job from home, getting fit, learning Spanish, returning to the Catholic church, and in the meantime trying to be an exceptional mom and spouse(ish), I realize how important it is to measure daily, weekly, monthly, and have set benchmarks to know if I’m keeping up. This is where my passion planner comes in. Now, because I was late to the game, I’m not getting it til February so I just have to Hold On through January so that I don’t lose motivation.
This is likely a real bore of a post to anyone who isn’t me, so congratulations if you actually read it. Sometimes you just need to put it out there, ya know? (I know.)