Feeling stress

Despite the high I felt after this week’s successful ESL (English as a Second Language) conversation class and the fun I had laughing and talking with friends, connecting with an amiga who is a Spanish teacher willing to help me keep up with my conversation skills, buying sweet, sweet strawberries the size of my fist, and going on a little jaunt out of town, I felt increasingly stressed as the week went on.  My body always recognizes the stress even as my head is denying that there could be any possibility.  After all, it would be completely irrational for a reasonable person with few serious responsibilities, lots of free time, and many social connections, to feel anything but joy, especially when she looks out the window and sees gorgeous flowers, blue sky and sunshine everywhere.

I thought about this last evening, after returning from a dinner with work friends.  I admitted to myself that one obvious reason for the stress was that I must return to work next week to train my replacement, but I decided there had to be more.  I reflected on the last three days, which contained three lunches, two dinners, and a long car ride with friends who had a connection to or interest in my former employment.   There was a continual buzz about who’s new on the job, who has left, speculation as to why they left, what has changed, who has changed, what the situation will be like in the future, and on and on.  It’s not as if I sat by silently while the conversations went on; I always carried my weight.   But last night I realized that these discussions were having an effect on me, and I knew that I needed to start focusing my attention on other things to get more enjoyment and less stress during this almost thrilling period in my life.  I slept a lot better last night than I had all week.

About stillalife

I retired June 30, 2010 after working for 40 years in the field of education and most recently doing school public relations/community outreach in a mid-size urban school district. I wrote for superintendents and school board members. Now I'm writing for me and I hope for you. In this blog, I offer my own views coupled with the latest research on how to preserve our physical and mental health as we age, delve into issues most of us over 50 can relate to like noticing wrinkles and forgetting where we left our keys, discuss the pros and cons of different ways to engage our minds and bodies after we leave the workplace, and throw in an occasional book review, all peppered with a touch of humor, irony, and just plain silliness. Also, I'm on the third draft of my second novel since retirement.
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1 Response to Feeling stress

  1. Jackie Smith says:

    You put that so well! I still — a decade later — have friends from work who immediately begin tales of who, what, when and where about the ol’ workplace; conversations that once put me right back into the thick of things. Rest assured, there will come a time when during one of those visits, your eyes start to glaze over, your mind will wander to some good book you’ve read or a flower in some garden and as the work tale continues you’ll find a point where you say, “Who? (or what) . . .I don’t know that person (or situation). . .” Or even better, you will know them, and you won’t care!

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