What an AMAZING sleep. 8 hours and 36 minutes without moving. Wow. I was really tired yesterday so I’m so grateful for that wonderful sleep.
I’m writing this at 6.13am while I still feel half zonked!!
It’s now 7.33pm and I’m still tired. I have yawned on and off all day.
Craig’s out at work and I have the candles lit and twinkly lights are a-twinkling and I’m just sitting here, in silence, cuddled up with Freya.
And relax.
Donna Ashworth’s post today was about dealing with overwhelm.
How do you handle it?
My go to is probably the SNAP.
I snap at someone for asking me something when there are a lot of other things going on.
Picture the scene.
I’m walking the dogs. I’m also on the phone to Craig. He’s done some great work on Her Travel Circle website and he’s asking my advice on something. My reality though…. We have just walked on to a pavement covered in clumps of grit… by grit I mean the orange stuff that we put down in Scotland to stop you slipping on ice…. Bhruic starts to limp. Big time limp. Craig is still talking. I tell him about the limp, I’m worried about the limp, I should have spotted the grit on the pavement, should have gone another way. Craig’s just asked me an important question… he’s looking for an answer… for my advice… there’s a reason I’m typing this all in one paragraph….. then a man walks around the corner with a Belgian Malinois… a Khaleesi but without the injuries…. A fully fledge Mali…. He starts to cross the road in front of us… limping Bhru goes into stealth mode… I tell Craig about the man with the Malinois… what man with the Mali he says….. he then says every time he asks me something important I change the subject and talk about something else. Like I’m not interested.
I share my ugly…. My ugliest ugly.
I hang up the phone as I cannot deal with it all.
I take a deep breath and reflect.
That escalated so quickly and out of nowhere a catalogue of events had me overwhelmed.
The SNAP is a release for me. Instantly I have snapped I feel better. Sadly, the person on the receiving end of said snap, not so much.
Donna says sharing our ugly is a form of love. When we allow ourselves to be vulnerable to other people, then we may show them the way too. No-one is perfect. We all have ugly inside of us that spills out at times.
When I was sick with anxiety and then depression, my overwhelm showed itself in deep seated exhaustion. That doesn’t happen often these days. It’s more the irritation.
How interesting to be able to understand how and why you respond to certain situations. I love learning about myself.
You’ll be pleased to know…. I explained all of that to Craig the other day, when this all happened, and he let it go. If we make the snap a big thing then it drags on for the rest of the day, and that’s never a good thing.
I love the peace of an empty house with sleeping dogs. Men like to have noise on all the time, tv, podcasts, music. I like the silence, listening to the hum of the fridge freezer in the kitchen. Sensory reset.
So please try and get a listen to Donna Ashworth on Fearne Cotton’s Happy Place podcast this week. It was a great episode.
We had this lovely big guy in work today.
I swear he seemed bigger than my 4 put together. such a cuddle monster. I got seriously sniffed when I came home tonight.
The Rambling Sloth 🦥 