I am in the throes of possibly the most insidious blogging block I have ever suffered. I could say it’s because my head is stuffed with packing tape and bubble wrap, which is true. But what little gray matter I have left is simmering with so much anxiety that nothing coherent or interesting can get through. I assume my increased anxiety level is because of the imminent move, although the specific fears and worries have little to do with the fact that we're leaving Brooklyn forever and ever OH GOD. Right now I’m pretty much afraid of whatever’s around. For instance, the other day I read an article about dog bites, and then tried not to imagine Henry getting bitten, and then failed at that because my imagination is really working at top efficiency these days. Like that. Except everything else, too.
So I’m not sure what to do. I could write about my anxiety, but it’s boring me to tears, so I can only imagine what it would do to you. It would be like someone writing about how they can’t stop running in a tight circle around their living room day in and day out, run run run run. “Hour 34: I continue to run. I’m still not getting anywhere.” This is pretty much what I’m doing these days. Aren’t you glad you came to check in?



even in aniexty, you can find humor, great job
Posted by: Erika | April 03, 2006 at 03:53 PM
you are doing great.
you are doing great.
you are doing great.
Posted by: leahpeah | April 03, 2006 at 03:56 PM
There's a poem in there somewhere, Alice. Maybe titled "forever and ever OH GOD."
Feel better soon.
Posted by: Jenny | April 03, 2006 at 03:57 PM
Yeah, I have been going through some Existential Blogging mental meanderings myself lately. Nice to know that others go through that, also. So cool - **I** feel better and that's what counts, right? Isn't this blog about me? No?
Seriously, though - moving is stressful. For the past 7 years, I have lived in 3 different places in the SAME area - that was stressful enough. You, however, are moving to an entirely different city, so don't be so hard on yourself. I have always argued that ANY change is psychologically hard even when it is a Good Change.
Posted by: cagey | April 03, 2006 at 04:04 PM
Don't think about it in terms of FOREVER. It's "just for awhile". Kind of like how some people don't like saying "goodbye", instead they say "til we meet again!"
Posted by: mom on a wire | April 03, 2006 at 04:06 PM
Would it make you feel better if you told yourself you weren't moving away forever, but just for a little while?
Jedi mind-tricking yourself isn't easy, but it might do the trick. I find that I can deal with things as long as they aren't open ended, like the scraping of my teeth at the dentist (I can take it if I know how long it will last, but not knowing when it will be over is torture).
Anyway, if you tell yourself that you can move back someday, it might make it easier to deal with.
I don't know if any of this made any sense, but I hope you feel better soon!
Posted by: Angela | April 03, 2006 at 04:10 PM
Just say whatever. We like it all.
Posted by: Meg | April 03, 2006 at 04:18 PM
I'd cut myself some serious slack. Moving stress rates right up there with death and divorce. (OH GOD! Now you'll fixate on those! Just kidding) I worry about 'Dog Bite' too. So there - you are not so strange.
You could always post Sweet Henry stories. Share the joy, so to speak. Maybe fetch a warm glow while composing.
This too shall pass. When is your closing?
Posted by: Vickee | April 03, 2006 at 04:20 PM
I suffer anxiety like crazy and when it is at it's worst I feel like writing it the only thing that helps me through it. I stopped taking my medication for it 5 years ago so at times it can get BAD. You may feel like you are boring people, but hey it's your freaking website. Maybe even if you just wrote it all down in word and didn't post i you would be able to clear all of those thoughts and be able to let everything else begin to flow. Other things that help me are: working out, eating chocolate and peanut butter, reading and taking car rides. (I realise you didn't ask for advice I just thought I would share what has worked for me.)
I hope all of this stress reduces in the upcoming weeks. Good luck, Alice!
Posted by: SparklieSunShine | April 03, 2006 at 04:21 PM
So, I see a life coach. She rocks. She would say, regarding anxiety, don't focus on the HOW (how are we going to get this all packed, how are we going to stand being away from Brooklyn, how will we be able to afford this and that), but instead focus on the WHY (I'm moving to this beautiful new house because...I'm knee deep in boxes and packing tape because...). If you can shift focus to the joy of it all, then you will attract those things to you. I know I know. San Francisco hippie talking here. But it's helping me a lot and I thought I'd pass it along. Hang in there!
Posted by: Shelby | April 03, 2006 at 04:25 PM
Aw, so sorry things are tightly wound right now. Hope it settles into something more resembling a gentle flow soon.
Posted by: Kelly | April 03, 2006 at 04:29 PM
Moving is very stressful, wether it's around the block or to a an altogether new place. Hope things calm down a little and you feel a little better soon.
Posted by: jess | April 03, 2006 at 04:34 PM
A wise woman once told me when I was in the midst of the move from the Czech Republic back to the United States that there's a very good reason why putting "stressful moving" into Google will net you several million hits. It just sucks. There's no other way to describe it. If you can't blog right now, we'll all just have to deal! The most important thing is getting through it all.
Posted by: Nicole | April 03, 2006 at 04:42 PM
You know, the running in circles blog concept might really go over well. I think, a lot of the time, that's what a lot of us are doing only we put flourish on it to make it look like something else.
Hang in there. You're going to be fine. You'll find your way through this.
Posted by: melissaS | April 03, 2006 at 04:46 PM
Alice, you could write a list of the things you've packed today and I'd happily read it.
so roll out that bubble wrap and forget about us for awhile...
Posted by: H | April 03, 2006 at 04:54 PM
Yes I'm glad you checked in! Hang in there!!!!
Posted by: Kara | April 03, 2006 at 05:07 PM
Even your "nothings" are so full of "somethings" Thanks for posting in spite of your absent brain.
Posted by: Steph | April 03, 2006 at 05:11 PM
Despite your anxiety,you manage to be charming and I bet you could write about running in circles and make it interesting!
With you on the anxiety front.
I'll say to you what eveyone says to me: it'll all be ok.
Posted by: Tree | April 03, 2006 at 05:33 PM
Moving stinks. Hang in there
Mary, mom to many
Posted by: Owlhaven | April 03, 2006 at 05:35 PM
One day at a time...or, one lap at a time...which ever works best.
Anxiety sucks the big one...from one sufferer to another. Lean on those around you that you love and trust. They (we) will carry you through when/if you feel like you can't do it on your own. That's what we're here for!
Posted by: Lee | April 03, 2006 at 05:37 PM
Ditto what everyone else said, but better!
I am feeling it myself and I just got started blogging! Life gets consuming.
Miss you but completely understand and am sending you lots of love and light and remember to breathe.
Posted by: Deb | April 03, 2006 at 05:40 PM
you could come get involved in the wretched "bachelor party" discussion i started. argh.
http://jennnster.blogspot.com/2006/04/bachelor-parties.html
did your husband have one?
Posted by: jennster | April 03, 2006 at 05:42 PM
I am always glad I came to check in. Always. Always.
Posted by: sonnet | April 03, 2006 at 05:54 PM
Chocolate cures everything, Alice. Have some of the good stuff! Maybe a nice appletini?
It will all get better once you're in your new house. Hang in there! :)
Posted by: msadventures | April 03, 2006 at 07:20 PM
I kind of know exactly how you feel - not on the moving front but the anxiety front. Wanting to write about it but also, in the case of a blog, not wanting to bore everyone. Of course your 'everyone' is a lot bigger than mine!
On top of that the anxiety makes you doubt yourself to, and so you don't really feel like trying to write for anyone else.
So, and maybe I'm being obvious and simplistic here, don't write for anyone else. As another commenter suggested, just write somewhere to get it out. It can help you see how far fetched some of your fears are.
Posted by: ash | April 03, 2006 at 07:21 PM
As someone who began moving into her current home-in-exile three years ago to the day, I can assure you that that feeling of forever and ever is sometimes wrong, and sometimes means missing out on the good things about the move in the first place. Wrong, because at least in my case, I hope to close on a house that's back where I started years and years ago, in a town that represents the pinnacle of all things good in my pathetic, smalltown mind. Missing out on the good things, because in our "practice house" we have learned vast amounts about being homeowners vs. apartment dwellers, and are loaded with useful experience in all manner of skills. Also, we have come to love the home-in-exile, if not the neighborhood, such that there is quite a twinge of regret as we pack up all our assorted crap and move it to the storage space so that this place will show to advantage in the very near future.
Please keep in mind too, Alice, that as much as it can feel like the anxiety is a separate thing from the experience, sometimes it's part of a package everyone feels. As a very living-in-my-own-head person, I often forget that not everything is my own insanity playing out, but is considered by large parts of society to be par for the course. Somehow, that's reassuring. To me. And the other commenters bear it out in this case.
Posted by: Effective Nancy | April 03, 2006 at 07:38 PM
Oh no. If it's any consolation, my husband practically divorced me the day we moved into our house. A combination of anxziety, hormones and living in a canyon of boxes did it to me.
It got better the day after that. A lot better. Take heart, my dear.
Posted by: Brooke | April 03, 2006 at 08:06 PM
my eye is twitching as we speak.
i sometimes use blogging to vent.
i sometimes use it to distract myself. tell us a story that makes you smile and smile every time you think about it.
hey. i can't send you booze so this is the best i got ...
Posted by: nita | April 03, 2006 at 08:16 PM
I was just thinking about dog bites today.
I was thinking "If the neighbor's pitbull rushed me and my daughter on the way home from the bus stop, I think I could at least toss her on top of a car...."
And I'm not even moving. At least you have an excuse and an end in sight for your anxiety.
Deep breaths. It's all good.
Posted by: jozet | April 03, 2006 at 08:31 PM
I? Love you. To tiny tiny bits.
Posted by: amalah | April 03, 2006 at 09:09 PM
that running around the living room in circles is EXACTLY how i've felt for the past 4 months. thank you for describing it so perfectly. as always! hang in there, alice.
Posted by: kristin | April 03, 2006 at 09:20 PM
We love reading whatever you have to offer us Alice! I have the same problem with my off-line writing sometimes. I try to finish one notebook a month, then if I'm uninspired or just don't find time to do it, all I end up writing about is how frustrating it is to feel so uninspired and how I'm not going to meet my goal. Riviting!!! Any little musing from you is 8 million times better than cleaning my house or folding laundry, so I'll keep checking. Good luck with the move.
Posted by: Kelsey | April 03, 2006 at 10:04 PM
My advice is to wrap yourself in bubble wrap and packing tape and make the circles you run in wide enough that you might bump into some stuff. Y'know, make it interesting.
Posted by: Tits McGee | April 03, 2006 at 10:25 PM
I generally have a no reading policy during bouts of anxiety for just that reason. I say put down anything but a packing list until your mind is at ease.
Posted by: Kristen | April 03, 2006 at 10:26 PM
Leaving Brooklyn forever?
1. Brooklyn will still be there
2. I'm not from NY, but isn't that a HAPPY thing?
Exercise: square breathing. It will occupy your mind and calm you down. Four counts in, hold four, out four, hold four. Good luck.
Posted by: Sue | April 03, 2006 at 10:43 PM
Well, the only thing could touch my anxiety is Prozac so I am in no position to offer you any life coping skills. I can just tell you that you are wonderful and when I was pre-Prozac, near frozen with panic, clenched by a mind that would not shut up, your web site gave me comfort and laughter when it was in short supply, just as it continues to do today (when comfort and laughter are happily more abundant).
Posted by: Toni | April 03, 2006 at 11:18 PM
I have also thought about the dog-bite thing and my son, strange. Checking in is good, but take time to relax and don't let your blog be another thing to worry about. You obviously have a pretty loyal fan base!
Posted by: Katie | April 03, 2006 at 11:20 PM
Clearly you are in need of a care package. I shall start assembling it immediately.
Pedometer? Check.
Wine? Check.
Chocolate? Check.
Hand sanitizer? Check.
Just hang in there until I can get to the post office. ;)
Posted by: Mir | April 03, 2006 at 11:25 PM
I found a song that helps me when I get looped down into my anxiety: Fischerspooner's "Just Let Go." I'm not entirely certain what the song is really about... I can't understand every single word of it, but what I can understand is the "just let go" part over and over again.
I don't pretend to have all the answers and I know anxiety isn't so easily dismissed. What I have learned in dealing with mine is that the most useful technique for subverting it... is practice. I think ultimately this is the kind of advice you'd probably get from a therapist and it's cheaper and less prone to nasty withdrawals than the drugs.
Posted by: TitanKT | April 03, 2006 at 11:38 PM
I am glad I came to check in. What a great post. Even when you think you have nothing to say, your words totally hit a chord. I gets the anxiety, especially with our upcoming move. As Dave spoke of realtors and moving furniture tonight at dinner, my eyes completely glazed over, because for the life of me, I could not compute what he was REALLY saying to me. Good luck with it all.
Posted by: CrazyUs | April 03, 2006 at 11:47 PM
I am always glad I checked in. Moving does suck, oh how mightily, but OH! Would it make you feel better to know that I find myself humming the Underwater Batman song? And it makes me smile. Henry is so cool.
Posted by: samantha | April 03, 2006 at 11:52 PM
Hey, watch it Stapler Sue! Some of us still have to live here in 11201, ya know...
Posted by: Liz | April 04, 2006 at 12:05 AM
Ugh. Moving really sucks.
But how is Henry handling the changes? I've been wondering about that little guy; he reminds me so much of my oldest.
Posted by: Kristen | April 04, 2006 at 12:07 AM
But Alice, don't you write this blog for ::you::, not us? - we're just peeking in... :)
If you need to write that you've run around in circles for the last 34 hours, then do so - judging by the comments so far, lots of people have been there, are there, have the chocolate to prove it....
Although, if you are bored with it all then I suggest you demand that all commenters leave you a joke or a funny story in their comment - that might seriously distract you ;)
Anxiety is crap - I always write about my anxiety - it's my blog and I can bore my readers if I want to! ;)
Posted by: Em | April 04, 2006 at 08:18 AM
Yes, I am glad I stopped by. Take care and stay away from the dogs.
Posted by: victoria | April 04, 2006 at 09:08 AM
I grew up in Brooklyn and Staten Island. When I first moved to NJ it was supposed to be just temporary and the plan was always to move back to NY. Well, 20+ years later I'm still living in NJ and loving it -- and wouldn't even consider leaving. We bought a house 3 years ago and I experienced all the anxiety you're experiencing and then some. You will get through it. Hang in there!
We are all looking forward to the pictures you will post of your new house once you are moved in and start decorating.
Posted by: susan @ yow | April 04, 2006 at 09:27 AM
Hmmmm... Yes, being bitten by a dog is much more logical - instead, I woke up this morning imagining that my son was being eaten by a lion. The whole thing played out in my head - the lions had escaped from the zoo and just happened to make their way to our house. WTF?!
Posted by: Sara | April 04, 2006 at 09:48 AM
At one point in my life, I moved nine times in eleven years, so I FEEL your pain.
I usually find it helpful to micro-focus when I get so wound up that I can't think. Like, on your to-do list for the day, you should include all your usual daily tasks: Brush teeth? Check! Do dishes? Check! Eat lunch? Check! See? Look how much you've accomplished already!
Posted by: Velma | April 04, 2006 at 09:59 AM
You write about nothing and are still entertaining. Bravo!
Posted by: jes | April 04, 2006 at 10:27 AM
Make sure you don't pack the liquor until last.
Hang in there - once you are in your house and settled, I have a feeling the waters will calm for you.
Posted by: Christy | April 04, 2006 at 10:28 AM