I feel pretty good about me as Noah’s parent. That is to say, although I live in fear that I am messing him up and can point to 20 different ways I failed yesterday at being tuned in and all that, and I need constant improvement, overall I think I am in that space where I’m working at it and doing ok.
But the rest of my life feels really yuck right now. Unbalanced. I don’t feel like I’m at the top of my game anywhere else, and I don’t seem to be getting anywhere:
- I’m still not totally satisfied with the work I do at my job, nevermind whether it’s a good job or not
- I’m working on professional development in small ways but haven’t gotten it together for summer classes or started working on ‘what to submit to broader markets’
- my fiction is totally stalled
- I’m not doing that Masters this year, ok, but do I want to try for next?
- I am eating better but exercise? what exercise? and my body is not happy and my thin jeans are too tight again and have been for a few months, I just didn’t mention that *cough*
- interpersonalrelatiowhats?
- most importantly I am not having fun. It’s March. So that’s ok. But I want to fix it.
Just a minor whine.
