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Well gee, all the good energy I wrote about last week seemed to fizzle and evaporate this week. It was a rough one. Not sleeping well, anxiety, crying - and no real explanation for it. I could've written about it, but with two work events and the general feeling like crap, I just didn't.I can tell you what helped though, after the fact: seeing my therapist (objective, yet supportive, sounding board), spending an afternoon with Billye and her dog in the pool, having helping hands at my work event, having one gal tell me she was floored by my abilities in my work, taking a full day off, and getting 10 hrs of sleep.Top that all off with climbing Point Dume again last night, the hardest I think I've ever climbed outdoors (!!!), and a belly full of pizza and Mexican Coke, and I'm finally feeling normal again.Here are a few links that made me happy this week:I'm a fan of the Japanese, and if there's one thing they do well, it's spotlighting adorable animals... like this Shiba Inu WHO WORKS AT A STORE. Carter knows how to close a cabinet door, so the next likely step is to have him open a slider and poke his head out like this kid. Canine help you? I die.My friend Stephanie (you may remember when we said our goodbyes) is kicking ass and taking names at her accelerated program at John Hopkins University (b/c she's a smarrrrrrteeee) and she's blogging for them. Read why she decided to leave LA and become a nurse, with all the humor that makes me love her to death.Another adorable dog story (I can never get enough) that turns out is maybe a hoax, but I don't care b/c LOOK AT THIS BEAGLE. Who cares if he doesn't actually work for the airline / return lost items?? The last 10 seconds? My heart bursts.But in real news, Leo has a FULL BEARD. While he makes a wonderful speech about climate change, I could not stop staring at his facial hair and man-bun. He is my absolute favorite since I was about 13, so I'm rolling with this new look. True love, I know. Other people think his beard must be stopped. I can't believe he hasn't made it on this Tumblr yet: Fuck Yeah, Men With Buns.And for something more on the serious side - or at least not dog or man obsessed - I liked Paul Jarvis' post Do What You Love which opens with this quote by Mika Tokumsitu: “If we believe that personal fulfillment is really the ultimate purpose of labour, then who do we expect to do all the other jobs that are not so existentially fulfilling?”Jarvis goes on to write:
Find a job that you don’t have to worry about when you’re not doing it. Or a job that doesn’t make you miserable every single day. And you’ll be far better off than a lot of folks. As I enjoy telling my wife, work is called “work” and not “super happy fun time” because often it’s just tasks that need to be done. It doesn’t mean your life is less meaningful just because your job lacks existential value. You aren’t your job. It doesn’t have to define you unless you let it. Plus, you can always do what you love in your spare time. I do.
Last but not least, I found Retta via Instagram where she shared the story of a few monarch butterflies in her garden. It's inspiring to see these small projects she's documenting. I'm also enjoying her blog Will & Wanting.Have a good weekend xoSee all Piqued posts.