Tired

[Doktor Howl]

Gonna add something in a few hours...I have a confined space entry to supervise.

Should be in by 4PM latest.

[navkat]

Roger, Roger. (What's your vector, Victor?) *giggle*

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Well, how do you like that, Nigel? You've convinced an entire cartload of forum monkeys that we need to be TIRED. It's GOOD to be tired. Get another job so you can be more TIRED.

You should work for the government.

I can hardly wait to stop being so damn tired.

[Doktor Howl]

There's a kind of tired that's hard to explain to people who have never truly known tired.

It's not a bad thing; that's the first thing to realize. It's a proud thing, a hard thing, sometimes a desperate thing, but not a bad thing. It's the kind of tired you get when you are doing more than you ever thought you could do, and pulling it off. When you wake up at 7 in the morning to wake up your children and get them ready for school, make breakfast, do a bit of reading, then go to school yourself. It's the kind of tired you get to at the end of a day when you know perfectly well that you never stopped pushing for a minute, didn't let up at all. When your biggest relaxation break was walking the two miles to school instead of driving. When you did homework through your lunch break, and fit in grocery shopping in between work and making dinner, changed the litterbox, did laundry, and then planned a Friday event with your best friend.

People who just do one thing don't understand; they can't. If you have a job, OR go to school, OR raise kids, this kind of tired cannot be achieved. It's not like the tired of partying too much. It requires at least two, preferably three major pressures in order to manifest. But it's not a negative; it's not just tired. It's not hopeless or futile, not worn-down or defeated. It's a kind of tired that's like a high, like running a marathon, like the tired of being awake for 36 hours giving birth. It's the kind of tired that's like a brag. It's an exhilarated high; the high of I FUCKING DID IT, I DID IT AND I CAN DO IT! It will kill you if you do it indefinitely, it leads to adrenal burnout and weird psychological and immune system disorders, but for now... well,

ok for now

-Nigel

Tired from a job well done is very different from emotional exhaustion at non-stop stress.  Since I took a desk job, it's mostly been the latter for me.  The high point of my year is usually when one of my electricians is over their head in a panel, and I get to play technician.

And parenting IS exhausting.  Anyone who says a homemaker isn't a job is a fucking jackass.  But, again, I'm looking at the picture on my desk of Ian in his dress blues, and I feel tired in the good way.  I raised two damn good kids, and one's flying on his own, now.  It's really hard to articulate how that makes me both feel sad AND proud.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

There's a kind of tired that's hard to explain to people who have never truly known tired.

It's not a bad thing; that's the first thing to realize. It's a proud thing, a hard thing, sometimes a desperate thing, but not a bad thing. It's the kind of tired you get when you are doing more than you ever thought you could do, and pulling it off. When you wake up at 7 in the morning to wake up your children and get them ready for school, make breakfast, do a bit of reading, then go to school yourself. It's the kind of tired you get to at the end of a day when you know perfectly well that you never stopped pushing for a minute, didn't let up at all. When your biggest relaxation break was walking the two miles to school instead of driving. When you did homework through your lunch break, and fit in grocery shopping in between work and making dinner, changed the litterbox, did laundry, and then planned a Friday event with your best friend.

People who just do one thing don't understand; they can't. If you have a job, OR go to school, OR raise kids, this kind of tired cannot be achieved. It's not like the tired of partying too much. It requires at least two, preferably three major pressures in order to manifest. But it's not a negative; it's not just tired. It's not hopeless or futile, not worn-down or defeated. It's a kind of tired that's like a high, like running a marathon, like the tired of being awake for 36 hours giving birth. It's the kind of tired that's like a brag. It's an exhilarated high; the high of I FUCKING DID IT, I DID IT AND I CAN DO IT! It will kill you if you do it indefinitely, it leads to adrenal burnout and weird psychological and immune system disorders, but for now... well,

ok for now

-Nigel

Tired from a job well done is very different from emotional exhaustion at non-stop stress.  Since I took a desk job, it's mostly been the latter for me.  The high point of my year is usually when one of my electricians is over their head in a panel, and I get to play technician.

And parenting IS exhausting.  Anyone who says a homemaker isn't a job is a fucking jackass.  But, again, I'm looking at the picture on my desk of Ian in his dress blues, and I feel tired in the good way.  I raised two damn good kids, and one's flying on his own, now.  It's really hard to articulate how that makes me both feel sad AND proud.

You did a damn good job.

And you know what? You are just a few years from getting some tiny low-maintenance place where the rent is cheap and you can do what you want to do. Hopefully, that will be writing.

[Anna Mae Bollocks]

There's a kind of tired that's hard to explain to people who have never truly known tired.

It's not a bad thing; that's the first thing to realize. It's a proud thing, a hard thing, sometimes a desperate thing, but not a bad thing. It's the kind of tired you get when you are doing more than you ever thought you could do, and pulling it off. When you wake up at 7 in the morning to wake up your children and get them ready for school, make breakfast, do a bit of reading, then go to school yourself. It's the kind of tired you get to at the end of a day when you know perfectly well that you never stopped pushing for a minute, didn't let up at all. When your biggest relaxation break was walking the two miles to school instead of driving. When you did homework through your lunch break, and fit in grocery shopping in between work and making dinner, changed the litterbox, did laundry, and then planned a Friday event with your best friend.

People who just do one thing don't understand; they can't. If you have a job, OR go to school, OR raise kids, this kind of tired cannot be achieved. It's not like the tired of partying too much. It requires at least two, preferably three major pressures in order to manifest. But it's not a negative; it's not just tired. It's not hopeless or futile, not worn-down or defeated. It's a kind of tired that's like a high, like running a marathon, like the tired of being awake for 36 hours giving birth. It's the kind of tired that's like a brag. It's an exhilarated high; the high of I FUCKING DID IT, I DID IT AND I CAN DO IT! It will kill you if you do it indefinitely, it leads to adrenal burnout and weird psychological and immune system disorders, but for now... well,

ok for now

-Nigel

Tired from a job well done is very different from emotional exhaustion at non-stop stress.  Since I took a desk job, it's mostly been the latter for me.  The high point of my year is usually when one of my electricians is over their head in a panel, and I get to play technician.

And parenting IS exhausting.  Anyone who says a homemaker isn't a job is a fucking jackass.  But, again, I'm looking at the picture on my desk of Ian in his dress blues, and I feel tired in the good way.  I raised two damn good kids, and one's flying on his own, now.  It's really hard to articulate how that makes me both feel sad AND proud.

You did a damn good job.

And you know what? You are just a few years from getting some tiny low-maintenance place where the rent is cheap and you can do what you want to do. Hopefully, that will be writing.

And making things happen to write about. 

[Doktor Howl]

And you know what? You are just a few years from getting some tiny low-maintenance place where the rent is cheap and you can do what you want to do. Hopefully, that will be writing.

And making things happen to write about. 
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Yes and yes.

[navkat]

I want to group hug you psychos. <3