Good morning (or evening, or afternoon) Coffee Share Peeps! This week I have been in much higher spirits (I think) than the last time I posted. So we’re drinking coffee at the counter height dining table in the breakfast nook while I prepare for the #JustAddTea writing chat (on Twitter). Help me keep an ear out for the laundry; it has to be swapped soon and I forgot to turn on the buzzer for when it’s done.
It’s laundry day…
So this week started off not so great. I accidentally gave myself a mild case of food poisoning Monday night into Tuesday morning. Last weekend I was insanely lazy and didn’t do anything other than the weekly Twitter chat and the Weekly Coffee Share post.
I didn’t even go grocery shopping, and there was a terrible need for me to do so! Don’t get me wrong, there was food in the house, but only stuff that required serious cooking. And, while I like to cook, as I said, I was having a seriously lazy weekend! So, when I couldn’t sleep Monday night (it was a 3-day weekend for Labor Day, remember?) because I was hungry, and the only thing that looked ready to eat was a bag of Brussel sprouts I had cooked some while back, of course, that’s what I ate.
It wasn’t until a couple days later when I told my roommate what I’d eaten, that I realized that I’d cooked those Brussel sprouts nearly 3 weeks earlier…
The next morning, everything was fine, and then, in the middle of my shower, I felt like I was going to vomit or poop right there in the shower. I got out, and sure enough, went to the bathroom, and then felt better, so I got back in the shower to finish getting ready to go.
I thought I’d simply become overheated, so I turned the temperature of the water down, but it happened twice more. The third time, I was shaking and now I was late.
I texted and emailed (using my cell phone while sitting on the toilet) to let people know I wasn’t coming into work, and as soon as I could get up without feeling like it was going to happen again, I put my pajamas back on and went to sleep for 4 hours.
When I woke up, I felt better, but now the school day was about half over and so I used DoorDash to order some soup and breadsticks along with a 2 liter of Sprite from a local restaurant. By 7 pm, I felt human again and was able to cook me a little something fresh.
On the plus side, I lost 2 pounds because of the whole ordeal…
Wednesday I was feeling particularly down about my job, plus I didn’t feel 100% better. I mean, I could eat, but I felt worn out.
I also felt a little burned out, and with it being only the 4th week of school, that hit me (emotionally) pretty hard. I kept thinking “how am I going to survive this school year if I’m already burnt out by week 4?!”
Adding to that, on Thursday it was confirmed that the multi-cultural club I helped design was given the go-ahead, AND the after-school program where I led the writing club was confirmed to be happening again this year. Suddenly, here were two more things to add to my already stressed out schedule… and it was expected to take up 4 of my afternoons!
You might see how I might start to freak out.
The librarian (one of the other co-creators of the multi-cultural club) gave me permission to let my students finish their projects in the library and she helped me get the courage up to tell the new person in charge of the after-school program that I was simply too overwhelmed to do writing club this year.
So by the end of the day on Friday (after a day walking back and forth to the library, and getting praise for how well my students were working, and how well even the beginning English speakers were doing), I felt pretty damned good about my job!
I realized that I had the right to say no and to focus on the activities that I wanted to do.
That’s not to say that I don’t want to do the writing club, because I really do! But there is a lack of discipline in that after-school program, and with a new person in charge, I don’t know if that particular situation will get better or worse.
Meanwhile, the multi-cultural club is coming from ESL funds, and all of the higher-ups in that department are strict but fair and have really great (and respectful) management when it comes to the kids.
In a nutshell, because of the difference in management style, I feel like I can get more accomplished with the multicultural club. The writing club didn’t meet any of the goals I had set for us. After 2 years of not meeting the goals, and often leaving with a headache because the kids are just plain rowdy sometimes (not all of them, of course), I just couldn’t do that again.
Especially because I’m already short on time.
If you remember from the last post, I stayed at the school from 6:30AM to 9:15PM on the previous Thursday just trying to do my job!
Hence why (at the beginning of the week) I felt a sense of burnout.
But after just 2 good days, I can see that there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s not a train coming to run me over!
My weekend (thus far) has been very productive, as well, and that is a big factor in my improved outlook.
Friday night, a co-worker/friend and I did another painting. I didn’t like mine at first (mostly because hers was so much better, and I’m not used to that), but once it dried, I can see that it’s not as bad as I had feared. I’m actually pretty proud of it, at least parts of it.
And then yesterday I was able to do all the things on my To-Do list. I went to the chiropractor (whom I was very overdue to see) and did all my grocery shopping! I even managed to go to the farmer’s market in the morning and get some fresh veggies and some Golden Milk (as in turmeric infused) from a local restaurant. I’ve not tried it before, but have heard of its health benefits, and so I wanted to try it out before I tried to make it on my own. I am glad I started with this one. It is pretty damn tasty!
Plus, I made time to get my nails done. They’ve been naked and breaking for about 2 weeks now. I decided to match the nail color to my current bullet journal colors:
Speaking of which, my bullet journal has become one of the most important factors in my productivity. I didn’t really expect it to work as well as it has, but there’s something satisfying about drawing the layouts and adding the extra little touches, it motivates me to keep it updated.
Because of the artistic nature of it, making my lists for the day or week ahead becomes relaxing instead of frightening. Filling in the little boxes on my habit tracker is like a reward system, and because I use different colors, it becomes something beautiful all on its own.
I’m hoping to write a post to go more in-depth on how keeping a bullet journal is helping me, and specifically some of the things I’ve added to it that are keeping me sane, like the habit tracker and my gratitude log.
But that’s pretty much it for me. The week was rough starting but ended on a high note, and because of my bullet journal, I’m finally hitting my stride by creating a routine to keep me sane and relatively productive!
How are things in your world? Hopefully, things are going well or even better for you! Feel free to leave me a comment telling me how you are, and if not, I’ll see you around the Coffee Share!