~ found this beautiful song thanks to my friend Clara ~
I am having a busy time again. Okay, I actually always have, but during the past weeks, I have felt stuck. Some of you know that I plan to finish my studies until the end of the year, and given all the exams I still have to take, it is gradually getting tight when I calculate back from November until now. I have the wish to move on, but instead, I am drowned in a ton of other stuff, such as correcting my thesis, sitting in the lab and running studies for my student research assistant job, and teaching statistics tutorials and piano lessons. All of this leaves me rather little time to get to my own things, and sometimes I am too tired in the evening to play the piano, update my blog, or do some reading for myself. I feel braked and somewhat frustrated.
~ lab lunch, nicely arranged on study materials
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These past days, I have been on the edge of a migraine constantly: I used to wake up and feet as if somebody had hit my head with a hammer, and I was nauseous, shaky, and very sensitive towards stimulation all day. My music player and my sun glasses have been my best friends whenever I left the house, to keep the noises and brightness at bay.
Feeling migrainy is my body’s main signal to tell me to slow down. Since I have a strong inclination towards perfectionism, and have already suffered from chronic exhaustion very badly a few years ago, I know I have to be careful in this regard. I have to stop myself before I can only crawl on my torso and have to use my chin to drag me forward, because I cannot move my arms and legs anymore. Of course, most of the stress that lasts on my shoulders is actually psychological, and feeling like running on a treadmill that keeps moving under my feet without getting me anywhere plays a major role in this.
In the meantime, time is passing by, and life goes on. The elder tree next to my door is getting bigger and bigger, and the vine tendrils have grown a shadowy roof of leaves.
Also, my old friends, the dandelions, have been rearing their heads again, singing “lalala” at me whenever I leave the house. I wanted to dig them out for weeks, but did not find the time or energy to do it.
~ “lalala, Kath!” ~
I am trying to find a balance again. I know I have to focus on myself, on my own things, to say “no” and “stop” and “this is good enough already”. These probably have to be my magic words in finding a balance.
But none of them comes easily to me. “No” is hard particularly when I feel somebody needs my support for something, or wants me to join in some activity that would be fun but eat up time I actually need for my own things. I just hate to disappoint others and leave them in the lurch, but when I give in, I often end up being angry with myself for not having looked after myself better. “Stop” is difficult when I do something I enjoy and would love to go on forever and ultimately sacrifice my sleep for it, or when I work and feel I could just do a little more because I still have a little energy left (which is the amount of energy I actually need to efficiently relax afterwards). “Good enough” is challenging for somebody like me, who always wants to get the best out of herself, because there is always room for improvement, regardless of how much I have done already.
~ I wonder what the ant is planning to do with this dandelion fluff fairy … ~
But I cannot help it. If I do not learn to say “no”, “stop”, and “good enough” to myself and others, I will end up being unhappy and stuck forever, and too exhausted to get out of the misery again. Apparently, this is a life lesson I have to learn, so I will learn it. I will be a little more protective of my own time, space, and energy, and have an eye on my own happiness and well-being more often. As a first step, I have decided to take my next exam in June, and I already feel better now that I know things are finally moving on again. I will not do much more editing on my thesis but just submit it after I have taken the exam, because it is already good as it is now. I will not work more than I have to in a month, because I also need time and energy for my own things.
And instead of spending my Sunday at my desk, I went outside with my pruner and shovel, cut back the elder tree, and dug out some dandelions.
Which are your magic words in finding a balance?





















































































