I seem to really get into dubstep when I’m low. The lyrics can be insightful.
I am overwhelmed. Not by the amount of work I have to do, but by the ambiguity of the end product that’s being requested.
ookay, and the sheer amount of work that requires a fairly controlled timeline of completion, which is then fucked up by every life situation. My mate is extra-overwhelmed from raising two small children, so you know I’m carrying that guilt and stress. Ugh. I can’t breathe from the sheer weight of it all….I love what I’m doing, I love what I’m learning. I just want to be certified.
I’m trying to get in “me’ time at the gym. Just started back on Thanksgiving. Even that’s overwhelming, but boy do I sure appreciate it. My mate sure appreciates my more positive mood when I return home.