hibernating?
Jan. 5th, 2018 04:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jazzfishIt's exceedingly difficult for me to take time for myself when I'm up here. I can passively consume: reading, watching, the occasional video game. Actively thinking is much harder: viola, journaling, email. This doesn't seem to be connected to whether Erin's in the house, it's something specific to my focus/concentration. I have some speculation but that's all it is, speculation. I don't know what would help with that.
Which is to say, I am ridiculously behind on email and on things I've wanted to say in this space, for whatever audience.
I ended up staying an extra week after New Years, which was I think the right choice: xmas and new years had been stressful but I think the additional time (and conversations) let me push through that and get a better handle on what it is that's been causing me problems. Which in turn means that there's a better chance of working through those problems.
Xmas week the temperature got down to minus twenty-five, which is just plain too cold. (I'd prefer not to think about any colder than that, though of course it'll happen.) It's been minus five yesterday and today which is a much more reasonable temperature. No need to put on a shirt to go out to get wood for the stove, etc. Also I'd been warned that my experience of the cold was going to be substantially different than it is in Vancouver, and I didn't really believe it: mildly different, sure, but how much could it be? The lack of moisture in the air, and the lack of breeze, really does make it much less of a horrid bonesucking chill, to the point that a couple degrees above freezing in Van is more unpleasant than minus ten or fifteen here.
Tomorrow I think we're (finally) going to see The Last Jedi, and then Sunday I head for home. And begin packing to move everything back into the condo. Still not sure how I feel about that, but at least I'll have a decent kitchen again.
As for the heading for home part ... surprisingly mixed, given how long I've been here (two and a half weeks, this time). I feel like I'm settling in. It helps that the hyper!puppy has been much less hyper the last week or so, and Vampire Moonshine Whiskeyjack the demiferal Himalayan cat has been less fraidy- and more cat. Though petting him still results in the occasional unscheduled crying jag, because he is Not The Right Cat. He will be just ... not yet. Anyway, it's been cold but not wet and I have delightful boots, so going outside hasn't been that bad, and ... I don't know. One adapts. I miss people, and gaming, and always a sense of my own space so I'm not on edge wondering what I'm about to do wrong or forget to do.
But it's also been lovely to be here, with the snow and cat and rabbits and woodstove and my Erin. And I enjoy that I can appreciate that.
Which is to say, I am ridiculously behind on email and on things I've wanted to say in this space, for whatever audience.
I ended up staying an extra week after New Years, which was I think the right choice: xmas and new years had been stressful but I think the additional time (and conversations) let me push through that and get a better handle on what it is that's been causing me problems. Which in turn means that there's a better chance of working through those problems.
Xmas week the temperature got down to minus twenty-five, which is just plain too cold. (I'd prefer not to think about any colder than that, though of course it'll happen.) It's been minus five yesterday and today which is a much more reasonable temperature. No need to put on a shirt to go out to get wood for the stove, etc. Also I'd been warned that my experience of the cold was going to be substantially different than it is in Vancouver, and I didn't really believe it: mildly different, sure, but how much could it be? The lack of moisture in the air, and the lack of breeze, really does make it much less of a horrid bonesucking chill, to the point that a couple degrees above freezing in Van is more unpleasant than minus ten or fifteen here.
Tomorrow I think we're (finally) going to see The Last Jedi, and then Sunday I head for home. And begin packing to move everything back into the condo. Still not sure how I feel about that, but at least I'll have a decent kitchen again.
As for the heading for home part ... surprisingly mixed, given how long I've been here (two and a half weeks, this time). I feel like I'm settling in. It helps that the hyper!puppy has been much less hyper the last week or so, and Vampire Moonshine Whiskeyjack the demiferal Himalayan cat has been less fraidy- and more cat. Though petting him still results in the occasional unscheduled crying jag, because he is Not The Right Cat. He will be just ... not yet. Anyway, it's been cold but not wet and I have delightful boots, so going outside hasn't been that bad, and ... I don't know. One adapts. I miss people, and gaming, and always a sense of my own space so I'm not on edge wondering what I'm about to do wrong or forget to do.
But it's also been lovely to be here, with the snow and cat and rabbits and woodstove and my Erin. And I enjoy that I can appreciate that.