This was me at the Houston airport en route from Michigan to Austin, tired after 3 hours of delays.School has started. My long weekend will be spent writing papers and reading (hopefully by my pool). I was very apprehensive about jumping back into things, but feel much better about it now. If only I didn't get so used to hanging out with people all the time, I'd be much better at buckling down and studying.
My roommate's parents are visiting us this weekend so Mandy and I have been scrambling to clean and finish setting up the apartment. It's pretty much done except for the dining room. I'm selling our current dining room table (we saved it from the junkyard) on Craigslist since I bought a cute black dining set from IKEA. We've only assembled 2 chairs before I hurt my wrists and decided to quit.
Here is the updated living room (the big wooden thing on the left is actually our entertainment system). The only thing left to do in the living room is to install our chandelier light.
On another note... I don't know if it's a cultural thing, but I find that I am constantly plagued by shame. I leave many interactions I have (school, yoga - including classes I teach, friends) regretting things I did or said. I know it's completely stupid because I'll find out later the other party left the same interaction with a pleasant experience. And I find that if I carry myself with a shameful and apologetic attitude, people respond accordingly. So even if I feel ashamed, I fake confidence and joy. But the more I fake it, the more it bothers me within.
I wonder - does anyone else experience this? And how do I get over this propensity toward shame?
1 comment:
very clean apartment!
The fake, um, it's difficult question.
I have no certification to answer your question. But I think, the real people, I mean, not a fake people, have a kind of a shame.
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