Compassion vs Improvement: Adventures in Growth

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty Four]

Photo by Daria Rudyk on Unsplash

That title is what I wanted to write today, but then First Minion started throwing up around three this morning and, well, it’s another rough night.

But first the news:

I’ve already done yoga, studied languages, meditated, and now I’m writing. If only I could manage the protein smoothie, but that involves the blender and First Minion is currently back asleep on the couch next to me.

You can’t always get what you want.

But back to $TITLE, yeah?

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Can’t Sleep The Clowns Will Eat Me

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty Three]

Seriously, though, the sleep thing has been pretty miserable with rather high temperatures, but today the weather sobered up and got a bit more Autumn-like.

Sleep should be good tonight.

And 5am will be a little painful.

But welcome.

But first the news:

And also I’ve got a looming work deadline.

Want to see?

Cause this morning for the hacking stream, I totally just worked on the project.

Live.

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And It’s Only Tuesday

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty Two]

Stress is rising.

Meetings are popping up like mad.

Deadlines are looming.

And I’m still here.

But first the news:

I’m definitely wobbly these days.

Definitely focused on daily rituals and coping strategies.

But I’m still here.

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Once More With Feeling

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Eighty]

Photo by Sam Balye on Unsplash

Naps are ridiculously evil.

So delicious, YES, yet so very evil. Once I’ve napped, that night is terrible. It’ll be hard to fall asleep on time AND the sleep, once attained, is light and restless. The next morning it’ll be hard to wake up. But you’ll get up again, just the same, because back up alarm clock howls for her food and water. But don’t go upstairs. Not even once. Because the siren song of the warm bed in the cold room with the feather pillows calls.

Damnit.

But first the news:

That’s me.

I took a nap yesterday. It fucked me up last night. Then I took a nap today.

Tonight’s going to be GREAT.

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Damnit, Back Up Alarm Clock

[Dutch Lock Down Day One Hundred Seventy Nine]

I was totally going to go back to sleep this morning.

And then I didn’t.

But first the news:

When I first started getting up at ass o’clock in the morning, I was waking up the cat. She sleeps downstairs in the living room and I’ll admit to a bit of joy as I woke her up instead of the other way around.

See, she knew that our alarm went off at 0645 (back in the day) and that we rolled out of bed around 0700 and she would come upstairs and start howling JUST before the alarm clock around 0630.

Brat.

Thus, it was totally petty of me, but I LOVED waking her up those two precious first days before she figured out it was going to be a thing and started waking up before I got downstairs.

But now.

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