My work has required a lot from me over the past couple of weeks. I'm reorganizing an area, both in the physical sense of furniture, work stations and the like, in addition to changing around and reassigning job functions to fill a spot by a recently retired person. I think the team will be stronger with one less person as I believe we are about one FTE overstaffed, but with any organizational change, I'm facing some opposition from below and from peers.
I'm rewriting manuals, establishing new scheduling and procedures, waking up in the middle of the night with "Oh, Shit" thoughts. All in all, it's been and will continue to be stressful. And I've been feeling a bit ragged this week and in need of some special Roxie time.
Time one was to have a pedicure. I normally do this for myself because, well, let's just say I'm thrifty. But this week, I opted for the spa pedi. It was wonderful. The shop wasn't crowded and I just shut my eyes and stuffed my feet into hot wax. Yummy. My feet are as soft as a baby's bum.
Time two was spent at the library. I needed to get some more audio books to accompany the commute from hell, so I popped into the library. This time, in addition to getting the CD's, I went into the reading lounge and sat down with some magazines. I must have spent nearly an hour in the lounge paging through some great mags, reading an article here and there. Lifestyle porn AKA magazines were one of the toughest things to give up when I transitioned into a less consumer-based lifestyle. I had numerous subscriptions, stacks of magazines and bought more everytime I went to the store. They just tended to feed my consumer monster, so I cut them all out. Now I do have a couple of subscriptions, gifted and not, but they are more about yoga, meditation, graceful aging, etc rather than stuff to buy. Anyway, I enjoyed reading all sorts of esoteric yoga journals, Mother Earth News, etc. and I didn't have to pay for them and I didn't have to store them nor did I have to feel guilty about disposing of them. A win all the way around.
My last stop was Friday evening. A friend and I were on a mission to go see a friend of ours who lives in the Hill Country, so 400 miles later, I returned to town in time to go to the Kimball to see an exhibit of Italian love objects. The pieces were those created and given at the time of marriage and the birth of a child, for example. Turns out, birthing trays were a popular option. Large wooden trays were painted with artful scenes of the family, the birth etc and were given to commemorate the event. In addition, Italian pottery was commissioned for such events, as well. Large, beautiful, colorful footed pieces showing couples in love - and in the R-rated exhibition space - couples in the act of love! Those crazy Italians. Anyway, it was a lovely time and I'm glad that I got to see the exhibit before it closes today.
I got the green beans in the freezer and the laundry done. This morning I've got to give SadieLuWho a bath because she found something nasty-assed to roll in. Just when I thought she was made of class she goes and acts like a dog. Silly girl. Then it's time to do some weeding before it gets too hot to move around here. Yesterday the heat index was 109. That's too damned hot.
Take good care of yourself. Be kind to others. Live a beautiful life.