Today is sunny, warm, and breezy.
EDIT 4/25/17: Round 2, I planted a butterfly weed beside the barrel garden and prairie onion in the septic garden. Then I watered plants.
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I have a couple of comments yet that I want to respond to, but I wanted to pop up and say hi anyway. My last two learning-new-things classes are tomorrow and I haven't yet finished the reading, and on Wednesday morning I have a super-scary oral argument to deliver with hardly any time tomorrow to practice. (I have a committee meeting to run in the evening in addition to classes, so I'm going to be frazzled.)
I am not sure how to take useful brain breaks so that I don't exhaust my focus and ability to do these things.
Maybe a couple of words every few days here, or comments to entries every couple of hours, are my way of taking breaks to refresh myself. The last week has been intense, and the last four months have been pretty stressful, and I just want to pass my classes but it's so hard to focus when I'm worried about the pain I'm in, or the family drama that's stressing my mom out, or how my parents aren't talking to each other that well, or whether my friends are doing okay, or whether I'm being "social enough" or "learning how to make friends" or "a good enough part of the community"... I have high standards for myself, which is especially hard as a disabled person whose body doesn't function the way that other 20-somethings' bodies do.
I also have a lot of deep feelings that I'm not allowing myself to consider until the oral argument is done, and the oral argument is causing me high amounts of anxiety. I'm a much better speaker than I was a few years ago, but for this kind of thing... I don't know if I gather my thoughts quickly enough when I'm speaking for it. Good thing mock trial or moot court isn't required. I just don't feel like I'm suited for a courtroom.
I really miss playing with my Tarot cards. I can feel a subtle shift pulling at me, but I keep having to do homework and ignoring it. Hopefully at the end of the week I'll have a little more room to breathe, a little more room to enjoy the sunshine and feel free to create and be. Hopefully by then I'll know more about what I'm doing with this journal, too.
Anyway, I had better take a break from the computer. Time for more tea.