I had a rough Sunday. Anxiety riddled my day or was it boredom? HMM Need to think that one out. During a class at church I wanted to run out. I wasn't anxious just wanted to run and hide. I stayed and sucked it up. Before group last night I had a " boredom attack". I isolated myself and made it though. This morning I woke up at 3am with a bit of "boredom" but I was able to get back to sleep.
Tonight is my new 12-step group. I am lookig forward to it.
We decided to tile the laundry room. I want to get that done as soon as possible.
Last night before I left for group I made shaved beef in a catsup & honey sauce over egg noddles.
My shot is due this week, maybe that's why I feel crappy.
I gonna post this and have some breakfast and then mop the kitchen floor and vacuum the puter room and livingroom.
Ralph Waldo Emerson-"It was high counsel that I once heard given to a young person: Always do what you are afraid to do."
David


Odd that you should mention boredom. I was just thinking about writing a sharepost to the depression site about boredom. When I am really depressed, boredom does not seem to enter into it. I can lie in bed for hours, wide awake, and not feel bored -- just depressed. But when I am not depressed, it seems like I need distractions constantly in order to keep from feeling a dreadful boredom. Is that because our culture is so filled with electronic and other distractions that our minds do not want to "pause"? We get used to that chronic influx of info into our senses.
Yesterday, I was bored out of my mind. I am trying to take care of my mother at her house, so I didn't have the distractions of my own home to take care of the boredom. I had to find stuff at her house to keep me busy. So, I spent a good deal of the day sleeping. And I wasn't depressed, just bored. I tried reading, but that didn't last for long. I tried watching TV and everything was reruns or crap. I didn't go to church and probably should have, in order to talk with other people and just get out for a while, as well as commune with God. Mom offered suggestions, like, "Let's look at your grandmother's jewelry and you can pick out a piece of it to take home." Lots of fun, right? Or, "Let's play Scrabble." Now I like Scrabble just as much as the next word freak but it was not an antidote to boredome yesterday, it just sounded like more of the same.
Today, I am going to my place all day. Mom had her spinal "cementing" procedure Friday and is much better. She said if I came back to spend one more night with her tonight, she thought she would then be okay on her own again. I agreed and am looking forward to being distracted all day!