Mayhem with My Mercury

I have a planet on my face. How is it that I'm two months short of 23 years old, and I still manage to get pimples the size of a jelly bean? Not OK. I tried the old toothpaste trick, and woke up with sticky hair and a minty smelling pillow. Definition of beauty sleep.

With a work schedule from hell and workouts consisting of moving my obnoxious wardrobe from one shoebox room to another, (please remind me next time I move – movers are, in fact, worth the money) I hardly have time, let alone motivation, to do anything else with my day. Which is unfortunate, because there are things to be done. I'd list them, but I doubt you care that much. The only reason why I'm mentioning any of this is because it's affecting my blog posting. I feel as if I'm stuck in limbo in every possible scenario in my life, making it really difficult to concentrate on my writing. And the fact that I can see my planet out of the corner of my eye when I glance down at the keypad doesn't help the situation.

What to do when you don't know what the hell to do with yourself.

Make a list. Write out everything that needs to be done, and when it needs to be done by. You're much more likely to be productive when you can see your “to do” list laid out in front of you.

Call your mom. Or your sister, grandma, boyfriend...anyone you feel can ground you. She's not even aware of it, but just five minutes on the phone with my mama can bring some comfort and reassurance into my day.

Get your needed daily dosage of coffee. Or wine. Or whatever you're doing – it's none of my business. Now is not the time to attempt to cut down on caffeine or any other substance in your life. We'll work on that later.

Avoid mirrors. This may just be a personal preference, but I feel like a beached whale and have an accurately sized model of Mercury on my face. Plus the eyebrows need attention, the sun has slaughtered my hair color, and there's a mysterious purple bruise on my thigh. Mirrors are currently not my friend.

Cut yourself some slack. I haven't been working out consistently, my eating-out bill is a tad high thanks to the roommates' kitchen cleaning habits, and I haven't been able to catch up with friends as often as I'd like. I can't let myself feel guilty for things that are out of my control right now – I just need to carry on and do what needs to be done right now.

Remind yourself that this is temporary. I mentioned in a previous post how it's important to remember that nothing needs to last forever - not if you don't let it. I will be in my new apartment in less than a week, I will finally be on my way to Greece in that same amount of time, and my relationships, workouts, and overall daily normalcy will eventually restore themselves. I just have to keep up with this mayhem until then.

My planet and I need to wrap it up and make our way to work. And you can be sure the iced coffee is coming with us.