Krissie: Best Laid Plans

Photo on 2013-01-15 at 08.51 #2 Okay, I accomplished a fair amount yesterday. Made the three doctor phone calls, called the courts and printed out the paper work (can’t finish that up until tomorrow or Thursday because the person is out), then went and deposited checks and visited with Sally while she’s trying to finish the quilt she started making when her daughter got pregnant (Caleb’s almost a year old). It’s an incredibly labor-intensive embroidered and applique’d quilt so I’m keeping her company and catching up with Homeland.
As for the hair, I think I’ll make an appointment and get it shaped just a bit. I’m going to be in civilization for four weeks (two at Crusie’s, two in the city with Sally while we dog-sit on East 66th St.) so I think I’ll play with my inner Barbie.
Ah, speaking of inner …
I need to remember my inner Dresden ballerina. I’m feeling a little unsettled right now, for a number of reasons but playing roulette with my meds doesn’t help. So I think I need to just keep being positive and not give in to the drama.
I picked up a useful tip — when you body goes into fight or flight mode (in my case usually flight) you need to stop and try deep breathing. It can shortcut the anxiety.
So as I start to get edgy about all the things I need to do I stop and take a few nice deep breaths.
Sunday was a strange day. I missed two missives concerning money — one was an email with an attachment about money for Kaim, the other was a Christmas card from a dear, dear friend. I’d been too ambivalent about Christmas to open any cards, and I finally found them under a stack of magazines. In the card was a check. Burst into tears, of course.
It was such a lovely gift. Not the money — I tore up the check and then burned the pieces. But that someone cared that much about me. Needless to say, I thanked her profusely, and I know it was sent from love. Still couldn’t accept it, but it was such a loving gesture that it cheered me immeasurably.
So when I’m down or anxious I need to remember that I am loved, and that this too shall pass. It always does, no matter how bad things can seem. And right now things are stable, my inner Dresden ballerina is doing pirouettes and my inner Barbie bought new mascara. I’m heading to NJ on Friday and all I have to do is write and play.
Crusie and I are going to wrap each other in duct tape and belly dance (not at the same time) and I’ll cuddle the dogs while she paints and we’re going to have a blast.
Nothing but good times ahead.

24 thoughts on “Krissie: Best Laid Plans

  1. You are sounding good and I second the idea to take deep breaths. I’ve been in over-blown anxiety the past week or so and when I stop to take some deep slow breaths and roll my shoulders back and sit up straight, I feel much less anxious. So let’s do that, shall we?

    I hope you have tons of fun in NJ with Jenny and NY with Sally. It sounds like you have some good times ahead of you.

  2. Not sure on the duct tape, but the rest sounds like fun. I’ve been feeling anxious this morning so took your advice and started taking deep breaths while reading this. Not helping yet, but I’ll keep it up.

  3. “Crusie and I are going to wrap each other in duct tape and belly dance . . .”

    That makes us sound so much more interesting than we really are.

  4. Lois says:

    Thanks for the smile this morning! I was a belly dance instructor years ago but I do not remember duct tape being involved. Although duct tape is certainly invaluable.

    I was pretty tired of my hair – cut it? Color it ? Or what? Now I keep getting compliments on it. I guess others are seeing something I’m not.

    I seem to be in an odd place today. I have become somewhat reclusive after all the grief of the last few years. After 30+ years in a people business I don’t know if I have it in me anymore. Deep thoughts the next two days before flying home.

  5. And duct tape comes in such pretty variety these days!

    One thing on the deep breaths that you may already know but just in case: breathe out longer than you breathe in. So, for example, three counts in, five counts out. Don’t hold your breath after the inhale. I saw an explanation for this somewhere sometime: something with how our bodies work. I forgot all the technical details, of course, but the essence was: our bodies rev on the inhale and calm on the exhale. (Which is why this trick can help with nausea sometimes, too. There you go — TMI).

  6. Danielle says:

    HA! I was just scrolling down here to say “Duct tape and belly dancing, eh? That sounds… a little… kinky?”

  7. Cindy says:

    What a fun post! I get bored with my hair easily. I go too long between haircuts, but I have a great stylist. I trust her completely. When I’m bored with my hair I tell her to give me something fun, or I give her more specific instructions, give me something sleek and modern, etc. I just tell her how much length I want to keep. Anyway, the results are always great.

  8. I’m thinking of getting my hair cut short. It’s so flat and mousy looking. Alternatively I could back comb it I suppose.

    My new puppy is coming the 26th! Yay! Only now I keep seeing more and more puppies that I want to bring home.

  9. H says:

    re: deep breathing — daily relaxation exercises can really, really help anxiety

    if you do it every day (or at least regularly), it dials back your overall stress level so you feel better in general – and then if you do feel anxious, once you’ve trained your system to fully relax this way, your 2 or 3 deep breaths have an even greater effect

    I learned method #2 here (progressive muscle relaxation), but they all work:

  10. And just counting as you inhale and exhale helps, too. Gives your mind something to do besides freak. Hard to concentrate on two different things at once.

  11. East 66th? I always stay on East 72nd. Envy you. Wish I could be in the city but need to wait until later in the year.
    Happy dancing, with or without the duct tape. : )

  12. Duct tape is like the Force- it has a light side, a dark side and it holds the Universe together.

    I know, I know! I tell this one a lot, but it’s a guaranteed smile.

    The Dresden Ballerina will be belly-dancing. I like the image this conjures up for me.

    Enjoy the preparation.

  13. Kathleen G. S. says:

    When you are in New Jersey, why not visit a wig store and try on different styles? I have always worn my hair long-ish, but when cancer treatment sent me to the wig store, I was stunned at how much better I looked in short hair. On me, at least, long hair was aging. I would have never voluntarily gone short — having longer hair seemed to be part of who I was — but it is clearly the right then to do.

  14. Every time I read “Dresden ballerine” I think, “I don’t remember a ballerina in The Dresden Files.” Yes, I read too much.

    Have a great time with your friends. Practicing a lot of deep breathing here too. There may be supplemental wine if that doesn’t work.

  15. Deep breathing, duct tape & WD40 can save the world! The tape and the WD40 even come in small travel sizes. These two items and some deep breaths allow you to MacGyver anything. Duct tape can be used to repair straps on shoes and purses, hem things in the short term, build a bridge if you need one and in case you lose your wallet, make a new one. WD40 removes gum from the bottom of shoes, stops squeaks in doors and works miracles on stubborn lids of non-food items. Plus, I bet the WD40 would help you remove the duct tape if it gets stuck in places that we shouldn’t mention or that you had no intention of removing that particular hair.

  16. Family friends had a huge apartment on 72nd and Park. Loved that place — whenever I write a scene set in a NYC apartment it’s usually that one (though occasionally it’s in Judith’s apartment on 66th);

  17. Carol says:

    I like your curls. Shaping is good too. Just had my hair cut and coloured. Good hair days always makes for feeling really good about myself. The good wolf agrees with me.

  18. My paternal grandmother lived to be 94 and had all her faculties intact and was healthy until the day she died. My brother once asked her what her secret was. She said every morning the first thing she did was to step outside and take ten deep breaths.
    I think about following her practice but so far, I haven’t.
    BTW she did this no matter the weather. I remember seeing her do it barefoot in the snow. That may be a bit much, though.

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