Friday, July 18, 2008

That Bitch Inertia

I haven't been posting much lately, like at all!, I guess because I've been falling into the "if you can't say something nice, don't say anything" trap and I've been feeling whiny and complain-y mostly. I end up feeling so shallow and ungrateful when all I can do is bitch and moan. Yes, currently my life kind of sucks. Yes, there are millions of people in much worse circumstances than mine. Yes, I don't see a clear way to get to where I want to be, blah, blah, blah. I just want to tell myself, Christ, woman! Stop your pissing and moaning and DO something! And I do, and it doesn't seem to help much.

Part of it is that I'm coming up on the two-year mark (I hate to say "anniversary" because in my mind, anniversary implies something pleasant and I don't feel that way) at this job. What was supposed to be a temporary measure until we got back on our feet has become more permanent, and I'm hating it right now. It doesn't fulfill me in any meaningful way, there's a lot about it I don't like or agree with, and it's becoming harder for me to stuff my feelings and show up every day. This is dangerous territory, because historically, when I feel this way, I do something to sabotage myself and force the issue, which is a stupid way to live your life.

Part of it is that NSA's health hasn't been good. This has been true for quite a while, but in the past nine months, we've gotten more and more bad news. Yesterday afternoon was spent at the hospital getting a lengthy stress test on his heart, which should help his cardiologist decide if he needs surgery. Heart surgery. For my forty-four year old husband. So when he gets depressed and feels worthless and says he doesn't want to put me through all this, it's pretty understandable. And part of me feels resentful because it's all on me. If I want things to change, I have to change them, he's just not capable any more. It's a one-woman rescue team, there is no outside help coming, our asses need saving and I need to figure out how to do it, sigh.

I think I need to watch Touching the Void again, to remind me what human beings are capable of.

It all comes down to what I can and cannot do, or more like, what I am and am not willing to do. In college, I would wait to do my term papers until the week, sometimes the weekend, before they were due. I would rush to do research, find sources, write, edit and rewrite. And I got A's and B's. Got quoted by my professors. Was generally rewarded for doing what I considered a half-assed job. The trick was the deadline, the absolute must, the need to bring myself to task and focus. And I did it, consistently, successfully. The same thing applies in the real world, when there's a deadline I have to meet at work, I do, and with good results. Why do I find this so hard to do for myself?? If I disappoint myself, there's no immediate consequences. If I let myself down, I'm the one who suffers. And family and friends are no real help; they're not motivators, they're distractors. I need to find some way around this, this boulder on my path labeled "lacks self-discipline," otherwise I'll probably end up fat, unhappy, living in a trailer park and bitching about the neighbor's kids, with squandered gifts and a wasted life. Reminds me of Lu Ann Hampton Laverty Oberlander.


Pants said...

That's a lot of pressure for one person! I understand feeling stuck in an un-happy job. I've come to know it as "life". Kidding! Well, mostly. I worked in a job I LOATHED past the six-year mark. I feel your pain.

Sending good vibes for your husband's test results.

Susan said...

The story of my life has been "is capable of doing much better" the comment on report card after report card from the beginning of recorded (evaluation of moi) time. Much like your "lacks self discipline" boulder.

I hate to do it ... but I'm going use a Dr. Phil-ism. So what's the pay off ? There must be a pay off of some sort that has you continueing this behaviour. In my case I think it's so that I'm able to contune beating myself with the your-so-lazy stick. A big dramatic "I told you, you were a loser ... now you're proving it's so". Big ugly Sigh.

I've decided to go back to Eckhart this week. I'm going to reread the book "New Earth" chapter by chapter, stopping after each chapter to listen again to the 90 minute podcasts (available at which were brilliant. This book is really all about changing that voice. It's about kicking out once and for all, that miserable voice that's camped out in our heads.

We can do this J. You rock on ! and have a wonderful work-free two days with NSA.
xo, S, Winn & Les Chats

Lisa said...

Hey J. I think it is normal to feel overwhelmed at times but the truth is you DO have good reason to feel that way.

I am like you, lacking direction at times and bad about procrastination. Have you thought about writing a goal list? Then each day make a little list of small things that you can do to work your way closer to the bigger goals. Baby steps, you know. Don't forget that you ARE capable...