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Aug. 8th, 2025 10:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jews do not dance in this movie. I have seen four Fantastic 4 movies and Ben Grimm does not dance in any of them.
Yesterday I had a nauseating headache all day. It kept me from getting anything done at work which was rough when this latest project is bearing down on me, deadlines looming. I knew it'd put me under more pressure today (which it did). I wanted to go lift weights after work. I realized I need a haircut but I didn't go do that. I was stressed about still not having booked my travel and accommodation for this conference I'm keynote-speaking at next week. I hadn't started the keynote speech of course (and should I be worried that I'm not more worried about that?).
There's just too many things I need to fit in to not-enough days this week. And the only one I managed yesterday was booking a hotel and train tickets (and finding out that an online pal who lives nearby will not even be around that day to get dinner with, boo!). Which is a pretty big deal because I find that so stressful, but it's so little for a whole day.
Today I did okay with the work project and have a little more time than I thought -- end of tomorrow instead of midday today makes a big difference. And I did go to the gym -- angelofthenorth was going swimming this evening so I did too. It was okay at first but people dicking around in the one lane that there was for swimming laps meant I had enough collisions and disruption that my lizard brain noped out before my body would have.
Cardio is so difficult -- not the activity itself, but everything else. It's much more anxiety-inducing to go swimming or cycling on my own, it's not always easy to line schedules up with other people's... (indeed today I almost regretted when helping D do garden chores at his girlfriend's house took longer than expected). There are Reasons that I have avoided it in recent years...
Looking out at the backyard, V said "Those lilac branches will need to be cut back some time." They added, "I may have to get one of you henchmen to do it."
And then "I'm just gonna call you two my henchmen now."
I looked over at D on the other end of the couch and said "That's a pretty nice name for us, coming from them!"
They continued: "When people ask me what our relationship is, I'm just gonna say 'They're my henchmen. What, you don't have any?' "
" 'Skill issue'," I said. They laughed.
Woke up this morning, did the usual chores and made tea, went with D to his dental hospital appointment, waited around a lot, came home long enough to eat lunch, went back (thankfully much less waiting this time!), actually tried to do a couple of hours' work, had counseling after that, made dinner after that (what if I made our usual carbonara but with broccoli and shallots added in because they needed using up? it was received well), actually made myself go swimming after all that (with the help of D giving me a lift; I just could not face getting myself there by any means), I walked home afterwards and now I'm exhausted and going to bed.