Hollydays

[cosmolinguist]

I'm not tired but I can't think of anything I can do. Having spent the last nine days either cooking or being sociable with the family or being bored to tears by what my parents call "relaxing" (time when I had nothing to do but knit, read, or spod on the internet), which was always interspersed by chores anyway...my brain and body are now rebeling.

I can't enjoy knitting or reading or social media or watching movies because these things are now associated with my last resort from crushing tedium. I started unpacking but we have so much new stuff now -- more clothes than there's room or desire for, mostly -- that I'm too disheartened and overwhelmed to finish it.

The house is cold and I haven't slept in so long I don't know what day it is, so I've gotten into my warm new Vikings pajamas (for all I was grateful to get back here, the pajamas smell like my mom's laundry soap and that make me homesick) and under an extra duvet with an old favorite audiobook, but I'm not tired. Not in the sense of "sleepy because it's the end of the day," anyway. I guess I am tired in the "I need a holiday to recover from this 'holiday' " sense.

Comments

[alatefeline]

Definitely hear you on needing another holiday. Trying to nap and/or appreciating soothing old favorites in media sounds like a good plan.

[cosmolinguist]

I have a few audiobooks whose combination of subject and reader I find really soothing and familiar. I missed them while I was gone (they were on the computer I didn't take but with only one exception not on my phone which I did have with me) so I figured one might help soothe me today when I'm struggling to get comfortable (in ways more than just the physical).

[alatefeline]

Good plan.

[meepalicious.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I hate "relaxing" time. I'd much rather be doing something, like 99% of the time. It's one of the reasons I started crochet, because at least then I'd always have something to work on in those moments.

[cosmolinguist]

I'm pretty bad at relaxing anyway, and it doesn't help that I don't find those sorts of things relaxing -- I guess because I'm a serial procrastinator, I associate that kind of thing with "what I do when I should be doing something else"?

If I were going to list things I actually find relaxing -- lifting weights, swimming, playing with the dog, seeing my boyfriend or a few close friends, going to a pub or coffee shop or museum or something -- they're universally impossible for me when I'm at my parents', now that I think about it.