The first of a four-day workweek is behind me. Much clearing of research files occurred today -- items that one is required to keep for 5 or 7 years for ethical purposes., depending on the type of study. With many projects undertaken over the past decades, there are many files or boxes of materials to store and then discard years later. Many files will remain as the allotted time has not yet past. Revisiting these projects was interesting -- mostly in a positive way <smile>. I will admit to feeling tired with the sorting and carrying of filled bags to the recycling pick-up down the hall. My right arm is feeling troublesome today, when generally it has been the left. Go figure.
I have a lot left to do along with some 'real' work and am feeling overwhelmed. The anxiety that accompanies such feelings makes for sleepless nights and abdominal discomfort. Recovering the things that have been squirreled away in various places must also occur. Then things need to move to the research space. Several of us are doing this in the building, as two biologists chose to retire this year, as well. Simply putting things into recycle bags sounds easy, but the process feels unending.
A song that I shared a few years ago came to mind today. When stressed there are various 'happy places' where we can go in an attempt to find a moment of calm. My place always lets me see all around me with no forests or hills to block the view. I am a prairie girl after all <smile>. This song is by a woman from southern Saskatchewan who is a wonderful folk artist. This song describes just what I think of when I picture a calming place. Enjoy!
Where the skies are bigger than anywhere else -- Connie Kaldor
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