Who could be stressed out after looking at that?! I wanna squish that little guy. (Photo courtesy of Brent Howe)
As someone who refuses to watch the news, who abhors meeting new people, and who cringes at the mention of 2012, I can honestly say that I’m one of the most fearful people that I know. I’ve never cared for that flaw in my personality, and I’ve recently started to hate it. So, logically, I’m going to something about it. I’d guess that about 97% of the things that I worry about cannot be prevented, changed or stopped by me. That’s ridiculous, and it’s also really bad for my health. Did you know that people who worry about things that they can’t control have very low numbers of antibodies in their blood?! —> (Quick Steps to Stop Stress). Anyone without too much time on their hands would not even consider the things that I worry myself sick over, and this tells me that I desperately need to get a hobby. This isn’t the first time I’ve mentioned needing a hobby in a post, but I tend to drop the ball when it comes to actually searching out things that I like. I also feel like I’ve been putting off any big changes in my routine until we move. We’re moving on Thursday, and I’m no longer allowing procrastination to happen. Jogging while listening to my ipod sounds cooler than sitting on a couch and thinking about the economy any day of the week. Stitching, yoga, biking, baking, playing fetch with my dogs, and even looking at adorable pictures of puppies and kittens can and will become avenues for using excess energy in a positive way. As for meeting and making conversations with new people, that’s a fear that I’ll have to overcome the old fashioned way: by facing it. Being in an entirely new place should definitely facilitate that, since I’ll be forced to make my own friends. I’m gonna have to overcome my social anxiety disorder eventually. I’m going to make myself talk to people first, regardless of how unnatural it may seem. Besides, I’m a pretty damn interesting and worthwhile person.
To ensure that this post isn’t entirely worthless:
I scrubbed my face with oatmeal last night. I poured a couple of tablespoons of it into my hands, mixed it with some water, and it made a slimy paste. I rubbed it all over my face until it dissolved/fell in the sink. It was messy, but it made my skin enviably soft. If your face is feeling kinda dull, then I totally recommend it.
Filed under: dogs, hobby search, life, life lessons
Tags: anxiety, baking, cats, clementine, dogs, facing fears, jogging, oatmeal, overcoming fears, scrub, social anxiety disorder, stitching, winston, yoga
