It's a Monday alright.

I’m having the usual Monday trouble. You know, slow brain, wistful longing for the weekend just passed, the urge to curl up under the desk and sleep. It’s making a real post difficult – so I’m afraid it’s a life update rather than a witty obeservational post for you this morning!

A little recap would have to include the fact that I have the never-ending cold (8 days and counting) and besides that have been super-anxious – a miserable combination that made last week pretty hard. While there are many things I could be anxious about, I’m not exactly sure what the root cause of this particular round has been. I’m assuming it is tied to my election approaching in less than two weeks and the fact I sent out my campaign letters the day before I woke up seized by self-doubt and anger…. but like all good nervous disorders, it grew over the week to encompass so much more than that and by the end of the week I was in the mood to throw in the towel on everything. Exhausted mostly, and feeling pretty alienated from most people.

Fortunately with the weekend came an impromptu party at my house following the SFU-TSSU anniversary dinner, some interpretive dancing in my kitchen with Marika, some quality boyfriend snuggle and shag time, and some Sunday afternoon singing and guitar-playing. Restorative despite the fact I overdid it a bit on Saturday night and now have a worse cough as a result. Really, I can’t just rest up all the time!

And despite the fact I had a restless sleep (coughing intermittently woke me up), and a bad public transit experience this morning (three busses passed without stopping), I am feeling pretty good today and I think I can chalk that up to some cutting loose on Saturday night. You can’t beat a weekend that includes plenty of laughing, singing, fucking and talking…. So I’ve got that to hold on to as I look at my schedule for the next few days and sigh.

It’s another week of stuff including a trip to Prince George on Thursday night (collective bargaining talk). I was considering Victoria on Friday night but at this point I’m going to wait and see. I might just need a weekend of sleeping in preparation from my upcoming union convention (meetings start on the 17th for me), and if that’s the case I best stay home. I will be in V-town the first weekend of May either way.

As usual, I want to do everything and that always, always gets me into trouble.