{"id":12352,"date":"2024-03-01T05:42:44","date_gmt":"2024-03-01T05:42:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/?p=12352"},"modified":"2024-07-13T22:41:41","modified_gmt":"2024-07-13T21:41:41","slug":"days-in-health-wellbeing-shit-hits-fan-major-changes-in-a-minor-key","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.sebpalmer.com\/blog\/?p=12352","title":{"rendered":"DAYS iN\/HEALTH & WELLBEiNG: Shit Hits Fan\/Major Changes in a Minor Key"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Today\u2019s cue-card.*<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s 5.30 am, and I\u2019ve woken up. At least I got off to sleep last night, and without<\/em> the help of pills (zopiclone).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mind is active. And no surprise, really. As, sans<\/em> car, I\u2019m also without income. And as I\u2019m already heavily in debt, that creates anxiety, bordering on panic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The main thrust of this post is a realisation, or admission: I\u2019m going to have to give up on my musical dreams. At least for the time being. It\u2019s a matter of survival. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m going to have try and sell near enough everything and anything that I own, musically speaking, to raise money, so we don\u2019t lose our home. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

And since I\u2019m awake now, I\u2019m going to start by doing something very unusual for me; instead of laying in, and sleeping till late – I\u2019m always<\/em> exhausted – I\u2019m going to get up, and – I hope? – start selling all (or most) of my music gear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m hoping this will help on multiple fronts and levels: bringing in money, de-cluttering, simplifying my life, and reducing stress. I hope I\u2019m doing the right thing?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Bacon butties all round.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

This new madness starts with getting up now<\/em> – it\u2019s just coming up to 6am – and going to the Tesco Metro, for bacon and bread rolls. Being up and dressed, with a freshly made bacon butty inside me, might enable me to make a start on this new course\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Mine has an egg. Teresa\u2019s doesn\u2019t.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Oh, and a dose of one of Joe Wicks\u2019 senior workouts is also called for. But that can wait till after breakfast.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some time later\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, as the bacon butty pics attest to, I did <\/em>get up, and make breakfast. Teresa and I then played three rounds of rummy. Then I fell asleep. It\u2019d now 9.45 am. And I\u2019ve just spoken to Copart, about the collection\/retention, etc, of Ruby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ll get up now. For the second time. And make a start on a few of the planned things I need to get busy doing. First a trip to local charity shops with a load of stuff, to start the de-cluttering. I\u2019ll also pick up a few prints I\u2019ve had done at March Stationary & Print.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I\u2019ll start advertising various bit of music gear, and tidying various parts of our home. Whilst I await further news re the car and my insurance payout.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Getting rid of all these.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

With the time approaching 11 am, after a second trip to the High Street, I\u2019ve now got rid of just shy of 40 CDs. Mostly modern pop stuff, that I\u2019d gotten via Freecycle (with a view to potential use in drum lessons).<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ve kept just two or three discs from this collection. Teresa took about ten, to take to her workplace. So that\u2019s me shot of about 50 CDs that have really just been cluttering up the place. I gave them to the Cancer Research shop, next door to March Stationary & Print.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hope they sell, and raise a few bob for a worthy cause\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

* I love my cue-cards. It might be tragic of me, but I really<\/em> don\u2019t care anymore. Whatever works. I\u2019m planning to double the pack size, with a load more helpful affirmations and admonitions, etc. Plus I have a couple of other folk wanting sets. Recently I\u2019ve been picking a card, semi-randomly, as my \u2018card for the day\u2019; something to meditate upon. \u2018Trust Yourself\u2019 is todays\u2026<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even later\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, it\u2019s just gone 8 pm. Today has not been an easy day, psychologically. I think the car crash finally hit me, so to speak, emotionally. I got a bit tearful around dinner time. Teresa cooked a fab pasta dish. Which helped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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