11. Five Favorite Things
Difficult! Tangible things? Things that I just “love to see?” Do experiences count? Abstract concepts? I’ve been stressed and anxious to the point of depression lately, I’m not going to lie. The last couple of weeks have been a little dark for me, and I’ve been pretty down. I’m going to list five things that have been giving me comfort.
- Rewatching my favorite episodes of Queer Eye on Netflix. This has been a great, emotionally cathartic release.
- Old Jim Gaffigan stand-up. I can put him on even when my son is around, which is not true of many of the comedians I enjoy.
- Cuddling with my husband watching Great British Bake Off before bed.
- Finally friending some coworkers on Facebook and getting the absolutely most supportive comments from them while I’ve been sick.
- Chinese take-out from my favorite place.
12. My Daily Routine
Oh man, this is gonna be ridiculously dry.
5:30 am: I wake up and put on a podcast, usually one of my “bad books” podcasts, though lately I’ve been listening to Dungeons and Daddies as well. I lay my clothes out the night before, so I shower and dress, then go downstairs.
5:45 am: I prep. Prep what? My coffee, my breakfast (usually eat at work, 5:45 is often a little too early for me to feel hungry), my lunch, and Bear’s snack (he has breakfast and lunch at school). For those interested, breakfast for me is generally just Nature’s Bakery Fig Bars, yogurt, or some fruit; lunch is Well Yes drinkable soup, seasoned tuna, and fruit. Bear’s snacks depend on his mood from week to week, but this week has been sort of a “pick three” of drinkable yogurt, Babybell cheese, pretzel sticks, apples, plantain chips, fig bars, and Mott’s fruit pouches.
6:05 am: Bear’s alarm goes off. I get up and make sure he’s got his uniform ready, and then I brush my teeth and pack his bag. I also make sure I have both my badges and my phone charger.
6:25 am: Out the door. Ideally.
6:45-7:20 am: I get to work at about 6:45, and I check my mailbox, then let myself in our Learning Center to drop off my coat, my laptop, and anything I don’t immediately need. Then — I walk. I know it sounds weird, but I try to get in as many steps as possible before I start my day. It literally gets me moving, which I won’t always get to do once I’m actually in class, and it helps hype me up for the day and relieve/release some anxiety.
7:30-2:20 pm: My work schedule is, um, interesting. I work a rotating 7 + H schedule, so the order of my classes, and what classes I teach are different everyday. This semester, it’s some combination of Algebra I, World Civilizations, Academic Support, Social Skills, Career Studies, and Vocational internships.
2:35: Leave work and head to my son’s school to pick him up.
3:15: Bear gets out of school and we head home.
3:25: Coffee, checking social media, and getting Bear a snack.
3:55: Emptying/loading dishwasher, picking out tomorrow’s outfit, general upkeep.
4:30-5:15: I’ll hang out in Bear’s room with him while he builds with Legos or organizes his Pokemon cards.
5:15: Andy comes home, and I start dinner and put something on the TV.
6:00 pm: Dinner, generally.
6:40 pm: Bear’s bathtime!
7:00 pm: Read a story, watch a Bri Reads video, have Bear brush his teeth, and settle him in bed.
8:00 pm: Bear is settled in, and I have my free time. Generally that means checking in on social media, sketching, watching my YouTubers, writing blog posts, showering, reading a book, listening to a podcast, etc.
10:00 pm: Settle into bed to watch Great British Bake-off with my husband and read him silly articles on Buzzfeed.
11:00 pm: Lights out.
13. Favorite Childhood Memory
I don’t know if I have one. There are huge chunks of my childhood that I have very few memories of — apparently that’s not uncommon in kids with ADHD or anxiety, so that’s kind of a double whammy for me. I have very fond memories of a lot of Christmas Eves, when my siblings and I all woke in the middle of the night to congregate in the living room, poke and prod at gifts, and watch cheesy late-night holiday programming on TV. I have equally fond memories of being a young teen and recording dramatic performances of various songs from Les Miserables and other showtunes with my siblings and my cousin and sending those VHS tapes halfway across the country to our penpals. That was a unique time in my life, and there was never really a time before or since that I had Real Life companions that were so deeply, deeply into the same things I was. I miss those days.
I hate to bury this at the end of a long and pretty fluffy entry, but I feel like I need to mention: I am out of work (with pay!) for at least the next two weeks in response to the COVID-19 crisis. My son is home with me as well, and while my husband does not (yet) get time off, he also works in a building where a lot of people seem to be starting work-from-home, he’s not in an office, and doesn’t have a ton of personal contact with anyone (he’s a security guard, and most of his interactions take place on opposite sides of a rather large reception desk). So, all this to say, this actually take a little bit of stress off of me, not having to worry about work, keeping my son close by, and being able to spend my days chilling out a little.
I hope you all find yourselves safe and comfortable. I may be on here less (I want to keep Bear to a schedule, and spend a couple of hours every morning doing academic/school stuff, plus getting some stuff done around the house) or more (more “free” time technically, more of a need to occupy my mind with creative/social purusits and endeavors), but either way, I’ll be seeing you. Take care of yourselves.