Looking back over previous blog posts

 So 10 years ago, my posts were mostly about, or pre-saging, the tremendous changes that my life was about to go through.

We were in the midst of house-horrors, we were wedding planning, and I was off to the dentist for the first time in 10 years. Word to the wise: go to the dentist more often than once a decade. I now go about 3 times a year

Slow motion crashes

 

Watching some bad things happen very slowly

In particular, a friend's marriage is slooooowly collapsing... 

It makes me mad, and scared, because I think the foundation of their marriage is very strong, but 2020 has been a brute, and they have some ingrained weaknesses... which makes me wonder if the swiss cheese model applies to relationships.

It also reminds me that entropy is bad for marriages as it is, and to keep myself on my A game as much as possible.

The main thing I do wrong is that I default to "No", and what I need to do is default to "Sure, in a second" but it's tricky

xmas plans.

Sometimes I think a psychotic break would be about right this time of year. A new fun tradition

absolutes.

If you live your life by absolutes, everyone will disappoint you absolutely. 

Another more interesting Xmas thought

 

So I spent some time digging into my occasional sporadic loathing of this season, and I realized one of the main issues:

I have none of my own traditions. Literally none.  In my adult life, when not single, I have never had anything in my Xmas that was not from someone else. Not that it's bad, I mean, those things are lovely and generous, but I.. contribute nothing.

WELL WELL WELL.

I need a tradition

EDIT: I am a damn liar: There is WAFFLEMAS. My favourite part of Xmas when I make waffles for dozens of people at my house

c'est plus fort que moi

Warning, this post contains loathing for the season

Christmas time, is the time when we all gather together in recognition that... While in recognition of something anyway, but it is vitally important that every spare moment, now that you have some, because of the holidays, be filled with frantic activity. 

Today, as all sundays, is the least responsible of my days. It is the day where I have parenting support and less demands from work. 

So in my mind it is the day that I set aside to work on hobbies and get things done. But it seems that I am not allowed to do those things because then I come across as unfriendly or angry. 

Which I increasingly become, as I have less time to get done the things that I have to do, because of the frantic activity brought on by the season.

A thing my Chiropractor said to me

 I pop in to see my chiropractor every month, and I was a little sore this month, but in no acute pain at all, which is great. I mean, no knee pain, no hip pain, nothing. With my running increasing, I was getting actually pain points from time to time, so this is kinda a Big Deal.

I did complain a bit though about being sore all the time, and he said, "well yah, you're in training"

And I was like, "no, I'm a jogger with ambition, so I am a glorified amateur"

And he says, "You run five times a week. You have a 20 minute stretching exercise every day. You have core workouts on top that three times a week"

And then I had to think... Am I an athlete?