As I’ve been holed up for the past several days trying to shake this Gick, I’ve stumbled upon a wee nugget of truth. I tend to get Stress Sick.
I don’t think this is entirely uncommon for folks, but seems to ring especially true for me.
Let’s see…big project due at work and time rapidly ticking away? Sniffle, sneeze. Mom staying with you for months at a time? Fever, dehydration. Dating like a maniac and feeling the pressure to fall in love, like, now? Hacking, coughing, death bed.
Sensing a trend?
I need to find a way to get back to Dating is Fun. Dating cannot be back-to-back coffee date and dinner date. Dating cannot be over-analyzing every detail of every man, to ensure I am not prematurely taking a pass on Prince Charming.
While I am still committed to the 365 Day Love Quest, I also want to have fun. If that means missing a few days of the blog and treating myself to a book and iced tea in the back yard, so be it. If it means the Day 43-mentioned Self Dates and general business of life, that’s cool too.
So, I think I’m going to revisit the Yenta books and pick out a fun activity or two to get myself excited again.
Until then, I shall tend to my terrifying Gollum-esque cough and remember to just chill out and enjoy the ride.