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me too!

I've noticed sometimes when words utterly fail or depression weighs too heavily for posting, just saying "I'm having trouble" and/ or "can't make words" can be a first step that maybe breaks through it enough to keep going and contradict myself, which isn't such a bad thing.

I could fill a whole thread with this fairie lecturing. Which at least would be better than incomprehensible neuro-psychology yammering.

Fairie lecturing is good. I'm always curious about other's yammering - neuro-psychology or not - sometimes it gives a little insight in to a person.


<snip> Or it can give us pause to say....things aren't right, need to stop, change, rest NOW and reevaluate in five minutes/ hour/ tomorrow/ when I have taken advice.

Today I did weeding in 'twelves'. Twelve weeds, then sit and post, twelve weeds, made a coffee, twelve weeds, a rest. Twelve weeds is ....nothing. But several attacks of twelves is much more significant than nothing. I cleared one bed, started into others ( I got a little random). Some days I do fives, tens, twenties, twenty fours, forties! Today was twelves. :)

I often think about house work as a matter of momentum. Tackling the dishes cold is just impossible for me. I loathe it. But laundry is easy to get started, particularly in the morning in spite of all the stair climbing required, some part of it is just compulsive once I get going, and 4-10 flights of stairs later I ride that momentum into the kitchen and get the dishes taken care of, and then garbage/ recycling or maybe the floor get swept and mopped afterward. Stopping to eat tends to kill my momentum full stop, especially if I eat anything with potatoes for some reason, and so the majority of housework gets done around here before I consider breakfast (coffee is a great appetite suppressant) which is often around 2 in the afternoon.

Coming home from errands is another crash for me. Just walkin in the door from outside feels overwhelming sometimes. One of the ways I've found to combat that is to go right back outside and grab my weeding tool. I don't really count, but some ten to twenty minutes and a small garbage can full of weeds later I come in with a little momentum going, and I can more readily tackle re-stocking the daddy bag, co-ordinating my older daughter's chores, assessing afternoon meals, maybe get a bath/ shower started for the little one, and the rest of the half hour to an hour of work that really should be done before collapsing into the couch or retreating to my computer with a plate of food; done for the day.


It's interesting to hear you guys talk about tackling the day. This has been my issue for the last two years, since I quit my job to stay home with the husband. Whether it's depression or distraction or just disorganization, I find I cannot focus on any one thing to completion.

Stag, I totally relate to the momentum issue. At times, I can barely lift my arms to feed my husband. Other times, I am on overdrive. Feeding him and sorting through mail at the same time. It's either one or the other - I can't seem to find a middle ground.

Elle, your tackle twelve (or whatever the number) tactic is something I learned along the way. For me it's a time span. Do one thing for five minutes, ten, fifteen - whatever I think i can handle - and do it.

The biggest issue is I'm at my husband's beck and call 24/7. Scratch an itch? I'm there. Move his legs? I'm there. Need a drink of water? I'm there. Last night he was outside and five mosquitoes landed on his hands. He was screaming for me. It was a weird moment.

Anyways - in thinking in terms of momentum and getting things done, it's learning these tricks to just keep moving forward. Otherwise, I just get stuck in this heavy cement feeling. I wish my brain wouldn't fuck with the rest of me so much.
 
I'm the same way, I'm either full speed ahead doing everything at once, or not at all. There is no in between. I've started giving myself a daily task. Instead of trying to clean the whole kitchen, today just wipe the counters. Dishes are the bane of my existence. I've taken to doing them nightly after I've already washed all the baby bottles and bowls. At that point in already there and it's just the dishes from that day so it only takes a few extra minutes. I find folding the laundry done best with Master. It goes faster and in the evening after the kids go to bed it gives us the chance to talk about our days and reconnect.
 
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