Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

All I Ever Need To Know I Learned from Watching MacGyver

A couple quick updates: My Sailor and I had the money and chipping in talk and I just gotta give him kodus for listening seriously - and acting on it. It's pretty awesome. I'm now confident that I won't have to bust my hump forever at a 9-5 just so we can get by. In a couple years, he'll be higher ranking and making more money. We'll also be happier in a house - and happier translates into more relaxed and more relaxed translates into more creative juices. We have a 2 year plan set up for me to be able to get into the writing world in a professional capacity than I already am. In the meantime, I'm on the look out for local writing groups to join to hone my skills AND make new friends. Everybody is happy and that's a good thing. I feel a million times better knowing that "my turn" is coming soon - and that I can already take steps towards it.

As for wedding stuff, we're carefully looking over our options. If we have it here, it'll be more expensive because more of his very extended family is likely to attend, and more of my friends are willing to make the drive rather than book a flight to Florida, but it'll have to be indoors due to the time of year (aiming for Feb 2013). If we have it in California, my family is more likely to help out with more expenses since they wouldn't have to travel, and we could do it outdoors (most likely) BUT it would mean we travel and change our honeymoon plans to Hawaii instead of the Cruise we had planned. So we may just end up doing it in Florida and keeping it small. After all, everything is pretty much still lined up and just waiting on the word "go"!

But outside of all that - we got rid of cable. Cutting the cable bill from $120 too $52 (internet only) is such a great way to save money! We do use Hulu and Netflix to stay in the loop, and local channels are free anyway.  So I've been catching up on some old favorites lately.

Namely MacGyver.
 
 I realize that I was only 5 years old when I started watching this show. It aired from 1985-1992 and I don't think I missed a single episode. Strange thing is, it actually reinforced a lot of the values I already learned at home and did it's part in shaping my life a bit.

For example, I've always been attracted to nerds and Mac was a total nerd in the brain department. Guys that know things I don't know I can learn from them. It keeps life interesting and exciting to me. Even in my adult life, I'm constantly looking at what I can learn from those around me. Even someone I don't particularly like can teach me something valuable, so I learned to be tolerant, keep an open mind, and actually listen to folks. After all, everyone knows something I don't.

Macgyver was also big on compassion. He showed it in a non-Desperate-Housewives way that came off as legitimate and not condescending. His modesty isn't something I see enough of these days. I love that, and learned a lot from it. He gave back whenever and whatever he could to make people's lives better. Most often what he gave was hope, his expertise, and his imagination, proving that money and stuff rarely truly enhance people's lives in a measurable, lasting way.

Finally, he wasn't afraid to call a spade a spade. Bad guys were bad. There was very little grey area. (Gotta love the broad strokes writers use!) I think that life is more black and white than we think, but often we're reluctant to admit it. Sure, no one is entirely bad. Conversely, no one is entirely good either. Mac lied when it suited his purposes so he was no saint. But at the same time, I feel that today, we're so afraid of offending someone we forget that accountability isn't our enemy. It's a good thing (in my book). Holding each other accountable for our actions, words, etc, isn't a negative thing.

 Mac took a job and he finished it, giving it his all and his full attention.I've struggled with this one throughout my life, being ADD (diagnosed and everything). I just learned to deal with it, and learned how to focus. ADD can be a gift - you tend to see EVERY OPTION around you, rather than have tunnel vision. Those with ADD often think out of the box and create astounding pieces of art and science, when left to follow their own passions. But it does mean that often it's hard to focus on a task someone else gives us. But there is something else I learned from Mac:

 Just because a task is hard and you're not sure how you'll accomplish it, doesn't mean you give up.

And he always came out on top (and always got the girl with the big shoulder pads and poofy hair - gotta love the 80's).

So, when it comes to life lessons, maybe I did learn a few things from TV as a kid. Star Trek (the 1960's one and Next Generation), MacGyver, and Beauty and the Beast all shared some values in common that I still hold dear today. Unlike Members Jackets and hypercolor t-shirts, some things never go out of fashion.

Oh - and one more thing I learned from MacGyver...

Anything is possible with a good pocket knife, some chewing gum, and a roll of duct tape.

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Sometimes things get a little heavy...

So I've been pretty quiet since we got back from our trip. While we had a great time, the day after we returned, we found the house we want to buy and embarked on the maze that is the house buying process.

While I'm excited about it, I'm also nervous about making such a large purchase. Anyone with any sense will tell you NOW is the time to by property. Interest rates are low, prices are low, and rent prices are going up, up, up (at least in WA). Our place is TINY and I'm so done with apartments...At least this one!

 I'll admit, I thought this process would be easier! I kinda assumed My Sailor would be helping out, or it would magically take care of itself. But the Navy doesn't care that we're buying a house. He's so tired when he gets home (and I can't blame him for that), he just wants to check out and relax. And if there is house-buying Pixie Dust, Tinker Bell is hoarding it.

So I'm pretty much in charge of 98% of the process. Reworking my work schedule so that I can drive 2+ hrs to sign papers or be present for 3-4 hours for inspections has been stressful. The good part about this is that it's getting us debt free pretty quickly! We're more motivated than ever to get debt free. My Sailor will be completely debt free by the 15th of April! We'll have to celebrate - but he'll have to pay, because I'm still a year + away from that goal.

The downside is, I haven't stopped working a single day since we got back from our trip on March 11th. Today is the 24th. That's 14 days straight without a day off work. "Why?" Because, while I've made HUGE strides in some old credit cards (everything current), I have yet to be able to pay everything off. See, I'm the chief breadwinner, so a bulk of the bills also come out of my paychecks. The upside? My company is offering overtime forever. Well, at least until the end of the month.

And since there is the very real possibility that we'll be house poor in 2 months (and, as I mentioned above, I'M not yet debt free - 2 old credit cards I've been chipping away at and making progress, plus the rental cars from our recent trip, a dental bill, and Clydas' surgery pay off finishing up), and I'm the chief breadwinner, I need all the overtime I can get. 

But at the same time, I'd by lying if I said I wasn't battling some stress-induced depression here.  Man, does my head get heavy with all the hats it's wearing! Breadwinner, breakfast chef (I like that job since it's the only meal My Sailor and I can semi-reliably eat together on a nearly-regular basis), grocery shopper, bill juggler, maid, legal affairs coordinator, and Boxer mom (I like this job most of the time too)... I don't have enough head to fit all of them.

All I can do is keep going at it, one hat at a time. I've said it before and it's equally true - this life has redefined "hard" for me in so many ways. But in an equal number of ways,  I wouldn't trade it for the world. I just need to figure out how to make this writing thing work out. Work takes so much out of me, that I haven't been able to write much at all lately. It's emotionally and energy draining, and with taking on the expense of a house, there are no plans for me to cut back on working at all (though my office will have a killer view if this house thing does manage to materialize).

And did I mention a good chunk of this may be hormonal? Unlike some women, I don't worry about being pregnant when I miss a couple pills (like I accidentally did earlier this week). I just start my time of the month a few weeks earlier. Joy... Always comforting to know I'm a natural walking contraception. (I should find a way to bottle this stuff. I could make some serious money off of my DNA! ;) )

Just realizing recently that I've been struggling with situational depression, I decided to look back on when I felt really happy and hopeful and note what was different.

Well, when I first moved up here, I was really happy. The only major differences have been added bills (house buying expenses - even if we back out now, we've already invested a lot of money in it, insurance and payments on the new-to-us and much-needed car) and the fact that I haven't been working out like I used to, and I was actively looking for face-to-face social outlets.

Instead of working out, I've been running around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to get things done, but no accomplishing much when all is said and done - and taking zero time to do something healthy for me just because it feels good. I haven't actively been following theater, singing, or writing because I can't do those and make myself available for whenever My Sailor is around (the Navy doesn't give them weekends off ya' know), juggle working OT, regular household stuff (it's just like he's deployed, only there is more laundry, dishes, and trash), and house buying stuff. (Or looking for a back-up plan rental in case this falls through - never count your chickens before they are hatched!)

While I haven't been able to find a time on the calendar when I can do a show (or much of anything else for that matter), I can AT LEAST take better care of ME during this challenging time. My original intention was to make an unbreakable appointment with the YMCA (a membership I haven't used in months, but am paying for...) a few times a week, I ended up taking the other road - Adding my mile long walk/run back into my day. I usually take the dog and, instead of focusing on time, I focus on checking out. Those 10-15 minutes are my own glorious "check out" time.  I focus on looking up, instead of down, enjoying being OUTSIDE (something possible now that spring is here) and breathing some fresh air, and overall just doing what a podcaster I know of aims for - Run Happy.

So far, it's really helped. That work out time is my sanity.

And now... it's back to work.

April 1st I might just have to find some way to celebrate...

Maybe it'll be by not working?

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Workout Update - Some Froggy Inspiration and Stress Management

This week is supposed to be beautiful here. Mid 70's, sunny, and BEAUTIFUL. So beautiful, that I decided to get back on the 5k/day band wagon that fell apart when work and Hell Week collided (though, for the record, I walked A TON while the family was out here - between the beach, the zoo, stairs at the theater, Pioneer Square, the Seattle Underground Tour, etc - I actually LOST 1 pound). Now that my schedule has quieted down just a little, I've started to really kick it into gear in the work out front and get back on my 5K/Day challenge.

I'm very happy to announce that I'm pretty much running 2 solid miles w/o walking anymore. YEAH! It's exciting to see myself grow as an athlete (did I just call myself an ATHLETE?!) . I may never be winning races, but I seem to reach a new Personal record every month! Today I shaved 3 seconds off my mile time from August 3rd! I'll take it!
 
Anyway, as I've said before, I find that DAILY work outs are essential for my stress management. Especially in the next few months. While I'm excited to announce I'll be visiting my home town (and no doubt stopping at Disneyland) for the holidays, I will be spending most of my spare time up here focusing on my fitness until my next birthday.

While I can feel the Fat Girl in me saying, "That's a LOT of work. Really?!" The person I am now overpowers with an immediate, "The benefits are going to be awesome. You're gonna look and feel SO good! 32 will be THE BEST YEAR YET for your health and fitness! You can do anything."

Yet, I haven't seen a lot of changes on the scale. I guess that's a GOOD thing. It means I didn't really gain weight during Hell Week. In fact, there were many times that My Sailor had to make sure I stopped to eat something other than a Nugo Protein bar (delicious and inexpensive by the case at CostCo) and an apple. I was concerned a bit because I was operating off very little sleep, but it turns out that it all worked out and I was down 1 pound on Sunday. I will admit that i did feel a bit like a blob though since I didn't get in anything like a "structured" work out, though we coupled eating out and walking around very well.

I'm also under the impression that acting burns a lot of calories. It's exhausting to emote on such a big scale!

Anyway, as I rounded the last 1/4 mile of my 3rd and final mile today, this song popped into my head. Enjoy!

Next update will probably be later today or tomorrow and should include some Underground Tour photos!

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Scheduling, Blood, and Showbiz!

As anyone who's worked 2+ jobs knows, sometimes prioritizing can be difficult. That's pretty much been what it's like for me this week. I expected it, but I recently found out that I'll be picking up My Sailor's dad tomorrow. While I have no problems with this really - I thought I'd share what the next 24 hours has in store for me, just in case I don't end up being able to post here until next week.

So here's tomorrow's schedule:

Wake up: 5:15 am
Walk the dog, make breakfast
Drive to base and back: 6 am
Work: 6:30 am - 5pm
Lunch break: 30 minutes, walk the dog
Rehearsal: 6 pm -9:30pm
Work out, shower, dinner, prepare for company
Leave for Seattle: 11 pm
Return from Seattle: 1am-ish, Friday
See company is settled in, bed time around 1:30ish probably.
Wake up: 6:15am
Walk the dog, make breakfast.
Drive to Base and back: 7am

THANK GOD I'M TAKING THE REST OF FRIDAY OFF! All things said this week, I'm giving myself a break from the 30 day 5k. If I get to it, GREAT, but I'm going to do SOMETHING every day this week. Saturday, we're planning on going to the park and the zoo! I can't wait!

My Sailor will have some good father and son time while I recover from Thursday in time to meet everyone for dinner Friday night before
my show opens!

Which brings me to a much more fun update - THE SHOW OPENS IN 3 DAYS!

We're working hard to iron out the kinks. I almost forgot how fun it is to do this kind of stuff. Exhausting? Sure! But so much fun as well! I can't wait to get my cast sweatshirt and wear it proudly long after the show is closed. It turns out this theater has a unique opening night tradition - Wine and cheese night! At about 6pm, the doors open and the patrons get to enjoy a mix and mingle with the cast and get up close and personal with our set/stage. It seems like a really cool way to get the audience into the spirit.  I'm not sure if my gang will be attending this, but I can't wait for the show to kick into high gear. Every time I do a show, I come away exhausted, but reminded on why I love this so much...

And that leads me to one more update. I'm doing a few "special effects" for our show! Namely, I'm in charge of blood and guts!  In one scene, a prince falls into a bunch of thorns face first and is blinded. What do you think folks? Convincing? 

And it's DELICIOUS! Based on vanilla pudding and almond paste, I sure hope it doesn't become a backstage snack for the cast.

Monday, August 8, 2011

Triumphs and Pit Falls

I'm FINALLY about to crawl into bed. I've been awake since 5:30am and it's nearly 11:30pm as I write this. I have a million things on my brain, but for the moment, let's focus on the Triumphs of the day -

First off, I got all of my scenes right. I'd been stumbling over a couple spots for a while, but tonight it all sank right in the pocket. It felt great! My costumes feel great and look good as well. I never get tired of watching my fellow cast members on stage either. This show is awesome and arguably the best I've been in yet (barring the 4 person version of American Standard). I'll post pictures when I can.

More triumphs, Sista' Girl has started new journey to better health and I'm super proud of her. And I'm always thrilled when my friends and family get on the health bandwagon. The healthier they are, the better the chance that they'll be around longer! Besides, I'm REALLY looking forward to our next RBT! Wahoo!

So those are the triumphs.

What are the pitfalls?

Well, I'm choosing to go to bed before midnight, rather than do another 20-30 minutes on the treadmill/elliptical. Working 10 hour days at my day job plus rehearsal makes trying to get ANYTHING else done a challenge! And when My Sailor has overnight duties, it's especially no fun (though the time DOES fly). So I'll be up and working by 6:30 every morning until Friday - when I'm finally taking a day off.  Did I mention I need a vacation?  I did get 1 mile in while walking Clydas today, but not the other 2.

Anyway, another pit fall is that it seems that I miss my friends a LOT today. I know many of them have busy lives as well. Even when we were local, we'd often go a month or so without seeing each other. But it just sees like lately I miss them a BUNCH. Probably because my parents are visiting this weekend. I guess it was bound to happen. I'm bound to get a little homesick, even as I carve out a new space here in the BEAUTIFUL Pacific Northwest.

Well, tomorrow is a new day and a new 5k!
I would say "wish me luck", but "luck" has never had anything to do with health. Wish me good choices!

Memories/Strategies to Stay Sane during Hell Week

It's officially "hell week" for Into The Woods- the musical I'm in. Just what is 'hell week'? In case you haven't been following the blog, that's dress rehearsal every night the week before opening.  It's the week the Tech crew dives in and learns when and how the sets need to be changed, the lighting and sound folks learn their cues, we actors figure out what make up works and doesn't work under stage lights, and the customer gets the final threads and props together. It requires a lot of patience, but it's also a really exciting time. For the first time, we really get to see how things come together!




That said, this week, my schedule is bordering on complete insanity. See, My Sailor's dad is coming over from Michigan to spend the weekend with us and my parents are coming up from California to spend the weekend in Seattle. Oh, did I mention it's My Sailor's Dad's birthday and my parents 40th wedding anniversary, and opening night for my show all in 1 weekend?

To get some time off to spend with my loved ones, I'm working 10 hour days Monday - Thursday this week. I'll get off work in time to throw some food down my throat and head off to the theater. And let's not forget my 5k challenge! Looks like that will happen via late nights at the gym. Why am I not skipping those work outs "just for this week"? Because I have a funny feeling they will be the ONLY thing keeping me sane!

Well, that and some good memories.

See, whenever I need a vacation (and boy, do I ever!), I recall vacations/trips of old and let myself marinade in the memories sometimes. Lately, I've been thinking of the very first RBT (Roasted Bear Tour) in 2009, where Sista' Girl and I went to Disney World together. It was such an amazing week! Disney World is truly at it's most magical during the holidays. I even remember our sore feet and joints with a nostalgic fondness now. So I thought I'd include a few pictures from that trip in this post.




Can't wait for the 2012 trip! It's TOO far away!

Monday, November 23, 2009

You know you need a vacation when...

You know you need a vacation when:

You're stressing out about all the stuff you have to get done before you can leave.

You're looking at the menu for Starbucks and thinking, "That $3.50 I could spend on a latte could be 1/4th of the way to a Disney pin on my vacation..."

You can't wait to shut your cell phone down for a week.

You're excited that you have a dog sitter that you can pay in pizza.

You're relieved to have a reliable ride to and from the airport.

You're contemplating what clothes that you aren't packing that you can wear on the plane.

You're trying to pencil time in with people before you leave for your trip.

You're pushing aside the bit of drama in your life because you know you'll be able to think clearer and deal with it AFTER the vacation.

You're picturing photo ops you want.

You're already wondering if you have enough stuff to scrap book the trip.

You'er figuring out how to eat anything perishable in your fridge in a week w/o blowing your diet.

You're wondering if you should get any new clothes for the trip...especially a swimsuit...

You're figuring out the legistics of bringing an extra bag just for momentos.

YOUR COUNTDOWN HAS REACHED SINGLE DIGITS!

Friday, March 13, 2009

Down right mad...

Alright - this blog isn't philosophical. It's just a rant. So, my dear readers, consider yourselves warned!

My company is great. I get to come to work in whatever I want pretty much. Gym clothes, jeans, you name it. It's located in a beautiful place in southern california, just a few miles away from one of my favorite beaches. It's a large office space with big windows all over, so we can see the sunshine outside, rather than the many other "dungeon" style offices I've worked at before.

All of that said, we are growing... FAST... in my humble opinion, TOO FAST. Employees are working 6 day weeks and over time almost every day. We have more work than we have employees and we've expanded to the point that no one else can fit in the building (yet they are reluctant to let us work from home). So what's the solution?

Just have the people you have work for you, WORK HARDER and LONGER!

Yes, the overtime is GREAT! Don't get me wrong. It's kinda funny to think of paying off my Disneyworld vacation LONG before I even book my airfare, but it's really burning me out.

What really chapped my hide was this: One of my bosses announces to us that we have an indefinate length of overtime. She can't say it's Mandatory, but it's pretty obvious you'll be treated like a 2nd class citizen if you choose not to let the company eat your schedule alive. However, during this schpeel, she turned toward a gal who had been back from Maternity leave for about a month and said, "Of course, I don't expect any overtime from you. You have a new born at home, so don't worry about it. This doesn't apply to you, but for everybody else, we want every hour you can give us."

This obviously implies "Those who don't have families," (insert-single-people-like-me) "are expected to let us become your entire life. But if you've had kids, you're in the clear." THAT is what kills me!

So I'm steaming and thinking about how IMPOSSIBLE it is to get all the work they've thrown at us done... not to mention being reminded once again that I am not a parent (furkid not withstanding) and that I'm not getting any younger. Gr! It's all terribly frustrating, but the thing that hurt my heart the most? That was something completely different.

I looked around the room and realized that each of these people had someone to go home to. Be it a child, family, spouse, etc... but me? Well, there's a four legged boxer boy waiting on me, but that's about it. He's soothing in his own way, but not in the same way as someone with skin on instead of fur.

So, in being vulnerable here on the blog-o-sphere - I have to admit, there is one thing in this world that would make it all worth it for me. One thing that would help me very happily get through all this overtime and relieve a TON of stress. It's some help. A partner. A soft place to land when I come home from an exceedingly long and hard day... Someone to help with the housework and the regular day to day life stuff... Someone to laugh with...

But for now, "It is what it is."

It will get better. It's only a matter of time.
For those of you who have this to come home to - really appreicate it today, for all of us single folks out there who don't get to -at least, not yet.

(In the mean time... I may just end up in Disneyland once a week to decompress!)