Soaking up the sun and surf in San Sebastian, Spain
Life has been quite a trip lately. I’ve started my new job and have been adjusting to my new schedule, and let me tell you, things are different around here. My commute is longer (and more unpleasant thanks to packed subway cars), I leave home earlier and get home later, and after work I have just enough energy to eat dinner and crash around 9pm. Unfortunately this means that I haven’t sewn anything in ages. Even the idea of sewing makes me exhausted these days.
To add to the longer days, my new job is hard. Hard in a good way though, in the way that pushes me to learn new skills and think in new ways. Hard in the way that makes my brain hurt but leaves me excited for the next day’s challenges. But still, hard! I’m the kind of person who can admit when I’m wrong, when I need help, when I don’t understand something, and when something is difficult for me. And people, I am having a hard time with this. Growing pains, I suppose. But hopefully I’ll come out of this position wiser and stronger in the end… assuming I survive that long. :)
I feel like I’ve been fumbling around a lot lately, struggling with my work and struggling with my new routine. Things definitely feel like they’re still in transition, both at work and at home. I know I’ll find a way to get back to sewing and the other creative pursuits that have been with me throughout my entire life, and I know I’ll settle into my new role and responsibilities at work. It’ll just take time.
One interesting side effect of my new life is that I’ve been plowing through novels on my subway commute. I’ve found that the only possible activities to pursue when you’re packed ass-to-ass, face-to-face with a bunch of complete strangers is to (a) look down at your shoes; or (b) hold up a book about 3 inches from your face. If you choose option (b), you get the added bonus of an opaque barrier between your face and the next one. If you have any good book recommendations, I’m all ears!
It’s been interesting to go through this transition after having a relatively stable schedule for the past 5 years. Looking back, though, I remember having a hard time settling in at the beginning of that period, so it’s no surprise that I’m back in this position again. I’m looking forward to finding my new normal… eventually.
In the meantime, I hope you’re all doing well, enjoying the change of seasons, and perhaps settling into a new routine of your own. Do you have any advice on finding peace in a new world full of chaos? Lately I feel like this all the time: