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Tree v. 2017

This is our 2017 Christmas tree.

Oh, Christmas tree…

It fell over while we were decorating it: the first time that’s ever happened to us. Smashed bulbs and spilled water. Scared dog cowering in the corner. It almost fell over a second time, too, but by then we had grown wiser to its ways and managed to catch it.

It was a fitting end to our Thanksgiving weekend: two sick-as-hell people struggling to decorate their house for Christmas, to salvage some holiday cheer after their family celebration in the mountains was ruined by the flu, the tree absolutely refusing to cooperate. Both of us still up at 9:00 PM, delirious, insisting we could do it; we could have some happy holidays in 2017. We could end a terrible year on a high note. There were still things to look forward to…

And there are. I guess. Siiiggghhh.

The tree is up. The halls are decked. Christmas will come. We’ve both already had the flu this season, so maybe we won’t get it again, right? (??? Knock on wood…).

This too shall pass.

So, here we go, full steam ahead into Christmas 2017, and then into a new year which, we hope, has good things in store not just for us, but for the whole world.

We both kinda feel like flopping over at this point, but we’re holding each other up like invisible fishing wire behind the scenes. We can do this. 

The world can do this. 

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Work

(and real ones)

It’s been a long, long, looong year.

It’s been so long, in fact, that somewhere along the way I lost my love of writing. I lost my free time to cheer on my favorite sports teams with colorful shittalk. I lost my passion for waking up early to download political chatter before heading off to work. I feel like I lost some of my personality, honestly.

(But I didn’t, of course, lose my passion for drinking beer; if anything I just drank MORE of it, to lament the loss of all the above…)

The year is nearing it’s final chapter now, and I’m looking for a scapegoat for all this loss. Continue reading

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Hexed

Earlier this year, I legitimately believed I was cursed.

I was quite certain someone put a hex on me – somebody was out there, who I’d carelessly wronged in some terrible, terrible way, and they had a little Lisa voodoo doll, and they were just poking… and poking… and poking…

Pouring glasses of water over my doll-head.. Continue reading

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Slooowwwdown

Oh GOD.

It’s the longest week of the year, that precedes the BEST WEEK OF THE YEAR.

My summer break from work at Adobe starts on Friday. I’ve got senioritis like the captain of the NHS Mustang’s pom pon team something AWFUL right now.

It’s not just that I want a break; I really, really need one.

This past quarter at Adobe has been, without a doubt, the most intense but also most gratifying of my career thus far. I feel like I’m finally hitting my stride in an enormous, world-class organization, finally understanding the true value of what I bring to the table and really making smart, meaningful contributions.

It feels GREAT! But also – lord in heaven, am I tired.

I haven’t been sleeping too much. Continue reading

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Nada: Pt. 2

We’re a quarter of the way through 2017, and I’m reflecting on my year of “no plans” so far.

And actually, I think I’m doing pretty good. That is — I’m not doing a lot.

I’m calling my “no plans resolution” for 2017 a success still at this point. Yes, I’ve planned a COUPLE things — I’m not gonna lie. But literally, just a couple. And I certainly didn’t plan them like I USED to plan things.

Here’s the high-level overview: Continue reading

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