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Better/Worse
Apr. 12th, 2016 05:22 pmIt's been a hell of a few days.
I lost my wedding ring at this past weekend's game. It's been found, thank every god, by the site caretaker, but I still spent a few days hysterically feeling like I needed to cut my hand off in atonement for losing a hundred-year-old family heirloom.
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umbran's contract ended early, AGAIN. It's becoming pretty clear at this point that we'll be dealing with this for the rest of our lives - unemployment, COBRA and insurance nightmares, emotional rollercoasters, contract jobs that swear up and down that they'll convert to permanent, and then having the carpet yanked out from under us again. At least, having been through it before means that we're used to it and we know how to cut back and cope, but.... it'd be nice not to have to go through this every year.
Silks is.... it is. I'm starting to get frustrated; while my teacher is good, the clash between her teaching style and my learning style has started to grate again. Combine that with the fact that I've been either out or on limited activity for a couple of months due to illness and the fact that the other people in my class are just frankly pushier or better self-promoters than I am, and the end result is that I spend most of my time in class getting ignored or being told not to try things.
I can't change classes; the only other class is on our game night, so I'm stuck in this class with this teacher if I want to keep up with silks. I had hoped to add a second circus class to help me feel like I was making progress - working with a different apparatus and teacher can help me just feel better, get out of my own mental rut, and think laterally. But now that I'm the only source of income we have (and, with a new business that source isn't that impressive), adding a second class suddenly isn't an option anymore.
On the other hand, things could be a hell of a lot worse. I'm getting my ring back tomorrow. I'm getting better physically; I'm eating and working out again. My husband has done the contract job hunt dance before, and has a couple of leads. And if my biggest whine is that I can't afford a second circus class, I'm leading a pretty charmed life....
I lost my wedding ring at this past weekend's game. It's been found, thank every god, by the site caretaker, but I still spent a few days hysterically feeling like I needed to cut my hand off in atonement for losing a hundred-year-old family heirloom.
umbran's contract ended early, AGAIN. It's becoming pretty clear at this point that we'll be dealing with this for the rest of our lives - unemployment, COBRA and insurance nightmares, emotional rollercoasters, contract jobs that swear up and down that they'll convert to permanent, and then having the carpet yanked out from under us again. At least, having been through it before means that we're used to it and we know how to cut back and cope, but.... it'd be nice not to have to go through this every year.Silks is.... it is. I'm starting to get frustrated; while my teacher is good, the clash between her teaching style and my learning style has started to grate again. Combine that with the fact that I've been either out or on limited activity for a couple of months due to illness and the fact that the other people in my class are just frankly pushier or better self-promoters than I am, and the end result is that I spend most of my time in class getting ignored or being told not to try things.
I can't change classes; the only other class is on our game night, so I'm stuck in this class with this teacher if I want to keep up with silks. I had hoped to add a second circus class to help me feel like I was making progress - working with a different apparatus and teacher can help me just feel better, get out of my own mental rut, and think laterally. But now that I'm the only source of income we have (and, with a new business that source isn't that impressive), adding a second class suddenly isn't an option anymore.
On the other hand, things could be a hell of a lot worse. I'm getting my ring back tomorrow. I'm getting better physically; I'm eating and working out again. My husband has done the contract job hunt dance before, and has a couple of leads. And if my biggest whine is that I can't afford a second circus class, I'm leading a pretty charmed life....
