The week started with a bang, with a long, uncomfortable meeting. The discomfort wasn't directed at me, but was a useful insight into the dynamics of the organization right now. I've been hemming and hawing about getting my resume back into circulation, because I don't like the idea of changing jobs AGAIN, but I didn't sign up for this. Between the long commute, the disorganization, the lack of internal communication, I just can't see myself ever feeling at home in this job. It was a mistake.
Both dogs are sleeping in this morning, so I've had the luxury of meditating without feeling eyes upon me, and drinking coffee in bed with my laptop. It's a gentle start to the day, and does help a lot. Murphy is unchanged - his poop is runny but his appetite is good, and he doesn't appear to be dehydrated. I think this is just how it's going to be from now on, and I'm resigned to the frequent mess cleaning. He's comfortable and happy, and that's all that matters now. The old man has earned it, but I do wish he'd aim for the potty pads more often. Sophie never misses.
I have successfully meditated 20 days without missing a day, but the Headspace app doesn't appear to know this. I've checked their website and it's apparently a known issue. If you meditate at a time of day before or after the app expects you to, it doesn't always count it. When I completed the first 12 days and started the 13th morning, I was surprised to see that I was only on day 3. So unfortunately, that free month I wanted to share is still off on the horizon somewhere. You don't need Headspace to meditate, of course, but I've found it very helpful for someone like me, with a very chatty brain and a gnat-like attention span.
And this is how it is in the mornings - I try to take a little time for myself and I blink my eyes and am running late. Time to hit the shower and make the long drive back to the office. I feel like I just left it.