Under Pressure

My head feels like it's about to explode. Well, one side of it anyway. I wish I were speaking in a figurative sense, but I'm not. My head literally feels like it's about to explode.

The pressure has been building behind one eye since the impending arrival of subtropical storm, Alberto. We desperately needed the rain around here--typical Florida going from drought conditions and fire dangers to flood warnings--but, I really wish it didn't have to come in the form of a system that causes changes in the barometric pressure.

Luckily, this type of headache only hits every once in a while, a few times a year. I've learned to function with them, dull them enough to move along with my life and daily activities--as long as I don't bend over to pick anything up. I just look at it as an opportunity to get some squats in.

Figuratively speaking, I do the same at work and in my personal life. Work has been a little bit of a pressure cooker lately. Not big news at the end of a school year. There are tight deadlines for the current school year on top of projects to prepare for the next school year. It's akin to a chef trying to stir 10 pots on a stove, desperately trying to not let a single one boil over. I have learned to function in that environment, get things crossed off my To Do list just in time to add a few more.

Pressure isn't always a bad thing. When you need to stop bleeding, you apply pressure to it. A masseuse applies pressure to untie muscle knots.

The key is to not let pressure build until you feel as if you're going to explode. Which reminds me, I could really use a good massage right about now.




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