Did a lot of bored eating yesterday. Slept a lot last night again. It is clear that the winter doldrums are upon us. Today I ask myself what do I plan to do to (a) stay busy and (b) get the eff out of the house. Well, tax stuff this morning then shower and hair appt at noon. Am going to try not to eat anything of consequence until after I get home from that appointment. My poor body needs some relief from all the food I have been jamming in it. The relief I had from the compulsive eating monster is gone. The two factors which have changed are (1) being sedentary/sitting around the house and (2) the content of what I am eating containing more carbs, wheat, dairy, and salt. Both of these are fixable.
Was unable to accelerate doc rheum appointment so that will be next Tues. Mon I take the car in and Weds eve I drop off KDog. Proggy will be here on the weekend. Tomorrow is the last day of relative rest I will get before the push relating to the trip.
I am feeling an unsettling quietude born of letting go most of my daily contacts, creating space from S and my dad even, and the rush of the Tgiving holiday and the dog transport being over. It's all OK, I tell myself. It is just a quiet period. Enjoy it. I checked and AN reactivated his social media, but I don't expect to be hearing from him. I go from being OK to not OK with that, as I do with S, BG, etc. The truth is, I am not the best version of myself when I am spread to thin trying to be there for friends. But I am not the best version of myself when I have too much alone time, either. Something in the middle then. Have friends, but don't hold on to them tightly, save a couple. My entire Universe shifted when Proggy became part of it. He clings so tightly. Is he a balm for my insecurity, or does he help me grow?
The time when I was feeling actualized and really present in myself, was the period when I was leaving/left my husband and for a couple of years after. It was a time when I focused on what I wanted, having a new job opportunity with travel, getting fit, dancing, wearing little black dresses etc. Now I have some recognition that maybe there were some aspects of codependency w/r/t job & husband which led to me feeling suffocated. And what took me down into depression was the spiral of not having a firm support network outside of him, and then falling hard for TB which itself was an unhealthy relationship and involved aspects of people pleasing and making excuses for his behavior.
Darn it all. I mean...one can read these books and twist anything around to fit. L was my best friend. I relied upon him to provide the social fabric of our lives. We had a good life for the most part. What wasn't good was that he could never get a career or steady job path going. And in the end, what was likely serious depression and pot addiction.
How am I going to be free to grow and evolve if I can't get Proggy to relax his grip? He surely doesn't want to. I provide not only daily contact, but a spare bedroom located where he wants to live, and a willingness to do things together ranging from the fun to the mundane. He is still my de facto life partner and he expects to do things together, like the holidays or visiting my hometown friends, as a couple. I guess I need to talk with CB about this. I will never make space to meet a new partner if I am never alone.
The thing about Proggy that is so different from L is that he doesn't bring his own social network to the table, his own friends, his own interests. He counts on me to provide these for him, or to just hang out together. Its not that he has no friends, but they are getting older and they all live out in the sticks. Gah. I really need to discuss this with CB.
Also another topic for her is why I am going to the retiree luncheon and what I might experience and what if any agenda I take with me. Is it to see old coworkers who I don't keep in touch with? Is it showing that they "didn't break me"? Is it claiming my place in something to which I feel entitled, which I at one time felt contained meaning? Is the meaning no longer relevant to my life and my future? Maybe I just remain open and put myself in the path of whatever may arise, it may help answer these questions. It may cure me of any desire to participate ever again, and that is OK.
Well, I have avoided starting taxes for long enough. There is a lot of work to do, but I only need to get ballpark estimates anyways.