Once again, I'm just getting here. Today was the last day of class for the summer semester, and I uploaded my last project paper right before the midnight deadline. Friday is my last day in the counseling office for the summer, and then I have two weeks off for recuperation and personal projects.
I'm not where I want as far as quality of life, but part of this whole school thing is to help get us to a place where we *do* have what we need and some of what we want. And I'm finding as I'm changing from one kind of life to another that some of what I consider most important is shifting a bit as well.
I do have a lot of what makes my life good, though. I have a wonderful Honey that I adore and who fits me really well - and who understands my eccentricities and thinks they're cute, or at least not overly annoying. I absolutely must have time and space to hermit. I am an extreme introvert, but part of the work that drives my passion involves working with other people. The only way I can do this without going crazy (or crazier, actually) is to regularly take time away from the world where I can just be in my own head, with my own projects, and not deal with anyone else. Even Robin sometimes.
I need light, and food that feeds my heart as well as my body. I need books and stories. I need my projects. I need access to friendly trees to hug, and regular visits to "living water" - a healthy creek or stream that I can put my feet and hands in. I need to be able to drive. Driving with Robin with our tunes is my best way to de-stress (double so if it's through the mountains), and it's our favorite talking time. I also need to do my religious Woo regularly. Working with the particular critters that I do isn't a choice for me - if I don't deal with them in a way that works for all of us, they will drive me to the not functional in consensual reality level of crazy. (Not intentionally, I don't think, but as a side effect of Other Stuff.)
We'll be moving next May, and that will bring a lot more of our "quality" bits that we've been low on back. A brighter apartment. A less stressful school schedule. A bigger college community. More mountains to explore. Less Vol Orange. Now if I could just manage to wiggle a trip to Disney in there....
Overall, while there are things I certainly complain about, my life is pretty good. I am loved. I am working towards doing work that I've been passionate about for decades - and I'm doing pretty well in school, too. I have an internship that appreciates me and that I feel I am making a difference for others in. Money gives me ulcers right now, but that's a short-term thing until one of us is done being poor students. And it's all good.
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Date: 2013-07-25 06:13 am (UTC)I'm not where I want as far as quality of life, but part of this whole school thing is to help get us to a place where we *do* have what we need and some of what we want. And I'm finding as I'm changing from one kind of life to another that some of what I consider most important is shifting a bit as well.
I do have a lot of what makes my life good, though. I have a wonderful Honey that I adore and who fits me really well - and who understands my eccentricities and thinks they're cute, or at least not overly annoying. I absolutely must have time and space to hermit. I am an extreme introvert, but part of the work that drives my passion involves working with other people. The only way I can do this without going crazy (or crazier, actually) is to regularly take time away from the world where I can just be in my own head, with my own projects, and not deal with anyone else. Even Robin sometimes.
I need light, and food that feeds my heart as well as my body. I need books and stories. I need my projects. I need access to friendly trees to hug, and regular visits to "living water" - a healthy creek or stream that I can put my feet and hands in. I need to be able to drive. Driving with Robin with our tunes is my best way to de-stress (double so if it's through the mountains), and it's our favorite talking time. I also need to do my religious Woo regularly. Working with the particular critters that I do isn't a choice for me - if I don't deal with them in a way that works for all of us, they will drive me to the not functional in consensual reality level of crazy. (Not intentionally, I don't think, but as a side effect of Other Stuff.)
We'll be moving next May, and that will bring a lot more of our "quality" bits that we've been low on back. A brighter apartment. A less stressful school schedule. A bigger college community. More mountains to explore. Less Vol Orange. Now if I could just manage to wiggle a trip to Disney in there....
Overall, while there are things I certainly complain about, my life is pretty good. I am loved. I am working towards doing work that I've been passionate about for decades - and I'm doing pretty well in school, too. I have an internship that appreciates me and that I feel I am making a difference for others in. Money gives me ulcers right now, but that's a short-term thing until one of us is done being poor students. And it's all good.