The Best Thing is our weekly discussion thread where we share the one thing that we read, listened to, watched, did, or otherwise enjoyed recently.
Now that it’s winter, my office is on the chilly side. My space heater is working overtime and, while it’s inconveniently living under my desk, I’m glad I can operate the dial with my toe. I get warmth without knocking my head.
My space heater is under my work desk, too! I had that thing cranking yesterday. I must have changed the temperature 50 times -- I would get too hot, then 10 minutes later my legs would feel too chilly, repeat, repeat, ad infinitum. I think it will be another day like that.
My best thing is that despite my debilitating anxiety and depression, when I got home from work on Monday, I immediately covered the windows in my chilly, uninsulated attic bedroom with plastic. That might sound like a small thing, but ordinarily, I procrastinate odious chores for weeks. I was really proud of myself for just getting it done. (And just in time -- 21 degrees outside last night, brrrrrr!)
Yay about your heater and the covered windows. Yuk to hear about your anxiety and depression. I am a psychotherapist who hears that reality every day. Words cannot do justice to how painful it is. A virtual hug to you
Look. I did not reply to you because I am looking for work. But 7 months wait is ridiculous. Any chance you want to explore working with me since your at a debilitating level of anxiety shit . Maybe this could be a serendipity moment.
My space heater is under my work desk, too! I had that thing cranking yesterday. I must have changed the temperature 50 times -- I would get too hot, then 10 minutes later my legs would feel too chilly, repeat, repeat, ad infinitum. I think it will be another day like that.
My best thing is that despite my debilitating anxiety and depression, when I got home from work on Monday, I immediately covered the windows in my chilly, uninsulated attic bedroom with plastic. That might sound like a small thing, but ordinarily, I procrastinate odious chores for weeks. I was really proud of myself for just getting it done. (And just in time -- 21 degrees outside last night, brrrrrr!)
Yay about your heater and the covered windows. Yuk to hear about your anxiety and depression. I am a psychotherapist who hears that reality every day. Words cannot do justice to how painful it is. A virtual hug to you
Thank you so much, Bob. I am on a SEVEN MONTH waiting list for a therapist. At least I am getting my medication managed, though -- it could be worse.
Look. I did not reply to you because I am looking for work. But 7 months wait is ridiculous. Any chance you want to explore working with me since your at a debilitating level of anxiety shit . Maybe this could be a serendipity moment.
Lmk.
And I am sorry. I am ignorant when it comes to this stuff. I wanted to respond personally and privately but didn't know how, as you can see.
Here's my email and cell
Bbever1008@aol.com
845 417 5486 (text if you want)
It will beat spam.
I will be in touch via email. Thank you!
It's amazing how achieving even one thing can feel. And you had perfect timing! It's rudely cold right now.