Bi-polar Day

Today started out to be miserable...nothing traumatic happened or anything like that, but it was one of those icky days that results from institutional politics, and I just get frustrated and down right angry.

I even had apocalyptic dreams last night...what does that say about my day!!

But then
my day turned around. Would you believe Zumba and some very good company did it? Not that kind of company, but the kind of company when you can be goofy and have fun. So what if I can't do the steps. I had fun and I really burned the calories...ok, the endorphins have probably kicked in, but I don't care what the source, I feel great. On top of that, I didn't come home and drink pop and eat brownies. I ate some carrots and drank some V8. I probably lost 5 pounds of sweat in the process. I have to remind myself to drink more water.

In addition to bad dreams. I've been forgetting my cell phone at school. I don't have any other phone. Is it just forgetfulness? I wonder what Freud would have to say about that? Oh, hell, I know what Freud would say about that. I need to make some time for myself and not be so accessible to everyone. I think that's pretty self-indulgent of me. After all, it's not like I'm a mother with half a dozen kids making demands on me. I guess I just need more "me" time than a lot of women. Maybe rather than analyzing and criticizing it, I should just do something about it. Hmm? Once I get caught up on papers, maybe I should insist on a weekend moratorium, no papers, no calls, just me doing whatever I please.