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Yesterday I was feeling small and sad and quiet, and it was my day off, and aside from making the Nightmare Fuel Prompt happen I did not do anything that could really be considered my usual posting. Some folks noticed this, and independently of one another reached out to me in private to make sure I was okay. And I guess I kind of am, really. I'm spending a lot of brain cycles considering my posting habits - frequency, content, public versus private. What I am putting out, and what I am taking in.
In the wake of the Pluxodus, and how few people have made the effort to connect with me here, I find those very deliberate connections, those checkings-in, to be incredibly valuable and gratifying. Too, there then comes the accompanying question of just how much am I continuing to seat my sense of self-worth in the regard of others for me, in the attention I get.
It's all a process. Mindfulness versus self-centeredness.
Work continues apace, with some interesting developments that I will perhaps make a filtered post about.
Home is in flux. Not in a bad way, but in a got-home-from-work-and-it-was-Surprise-Clean-All-The-Things-Day way. So, having been up since 6am and worked till 2, I launched into helping, because I was raised in such a way that if someone is cleaning, everyone is cleaning or else they are having A Bad Time. A piece of the kitchen that had been let go fallow is now clear and clean again. There are almost a half dozen boxen and bags ready to be donated to the thrift shop. Youngest Spawn now has caution tape wrapped around his door, and we are both delighted.
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This post was disrupted by dinner. We have a bonus child tonight, as Eldest's bestie is sleeping over tonight. We re-cleaned the table (which had become covered in laundry and donatables) and for the first time in a long, long time had a sit-down dinner with everyone at the table. It was pleasantly tumultuous.
Hello, Blisstopia. <3
In the wake of the Pluxodus, and how few people have made the effort to connect with me here, I find those very deliberate connections, those checkings-in, to be incredibly valuable and gratifying. Too, there then comes the accompanying question of just how much am I continuing to seat my sense of self-worth in the regard of others for me, in the attention I get.
It's all a process. Mindfulness versus self-centeredness.
Work continues apace, with some interesting developments that I will perhaps make a filtered post about.
Home is in flux. Not in a bad way, but in a got-home-from-work-and-it-was-Surprise-Clean-All-The-Things-Day way. So, having been up since 6am and worked till 2, I launched into helping, because I was raised in such a way that if someone is cleaning, everyone is cleaning or else they are having A Bad Time. A piece of the kitchen that had been let go fallow is now clear and clean again. There are almost a half dozen boxen and bags ready to be donated to the thrift shop. Youngest Spawn now has caution tape wrapped around his door, and we are both delighted.
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This post was disrupted by dinner. We have a bonus child tonight, as Eldest's bestie is sleeping over tonight. We re-cleaned the table (which had become covered in laundry and donatables) and for the first time in a long, long time had a sit-down dinner with everyone at the table. It was pleasantly tumultuous.
Hello, Blisstopia. <3
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