Is it International Stress Month and no one told me? I really would have appreciated a heads up, you know.
Sheesh. Let’s catalog, shall we?
- Bad new$ from the periodonti$t last Friday, so bad I had some fairly significant tear leakage before I left the office. (Contributing factor: lunchtime appointment and he was running an hour late, which meant I had gone about six hours without eating at that point.) I have some funds in reserve, which will cover it, but it was definitely an expense I didn’t need.
- A thunderstorm took out my internet service. I was able to get the DSL back, but so far I haven’t been successful with the wireless modem. It may be fried.
- The same thunderstorm dropped a substantial branch from my neighbors’ ill-tended tree onto my roof. Fortunately, no damage occurred, but I had to haul my butt onto the roof on a 94° day to retrieve the branch and a bunch of its little friends.
- A bit of family drama over the weekend, which caused my parents to hurt and that makes me hurt. They don’t deserve this.
- Albert Pujols has a fractured wrist and will be out 4-6 weeks.
- Shortly after waking up this morning, I was stung by a wasp or hornet while reaching into the newspaper machine. It was apparently not happy about spending the night cooped up. (Worse, the ice I immediately applied–thank you, Subway people, especially since I didn’t buy anything!–reduced the swelling so quickly that I wasn’t able to take a picture and perhaps garner some sympathy.)
- And possibly due to some post-sting trauma, I dropped my breakfast banana. Outside, where the 5-second rule doesn’t apply.
You see why I’m so stressed.
Okay, maybe not, considering most of those aren’t significant stresses, not in the greater scheme of Life. The only reason I included them (other than the opportunity to gain valuable pity points) is to recognize that Before Cammy would have allowed the minor stresses to pile on top of the real stresses, magnifying them far beyond their importance. The result would have been poor nutritional choices, followed by intense brooding from the corner of the sofa.
New!Improved!Cammy! has coping strategies! And she even occasionally remembers to use them!
I’ve written about my anti-stress measures before:
No need to cover all of those in detail again, except to re-emphasize the importance of exercising, taking time to be still and breathe, and finding reasons to laugh in overcoming negative stress. A moment or two spent conducting a perspective check is also useful. Maybe pull out the Big Deal Scale and rate the actual severity of the situation.
I’ve used all of those over the past few days, and I’m pleased to report that if we discount the Father’s Day family meal, my nutrition is on target, my exercise is slightly off-target (traded workout days; will be on target again if I do what I’m supposed to tomorrow–and I will!), and my mood is positive and hopeful. The next couple of months will likely be stress-y, but I know that I am more than capable of handling them. Without a fork.
How are YOU handling stress these days? Or are you blessed with an absence of it?