And I (eventually) get up again. I think this past week was about getting back up again. It’s funny, I used to get upset at myself when things got out of whack and life got to me, and the dishes would consequently pile up in the sink, I had a backlog of 150 emails, my laundry would sit in the washer for 3 days, I eat toast or oatmeal or pizza for most meals, I haven’t exercised in over a week, and my life is a hot mess.
But for the first time, this time around, I realized that when that happens, that’s normal. It’s actually when you need to forgive yourself and say damn. This week was hard. Take a minute. Breathe. Get it together. One thing at a time. And it’s ok that nothing is going the way you want. At least you have your health, your friends, and family. And you aren’t broke (yet). Be grateful.
So that’s how I’m starting days now- trying a new thing. When shit hits the fan (and oh yeah, it was hitting the fan last week), slow down. Forgive. And make a list of everything you are thankful for. Everything you appreciate. I begrudgingly started doing it this morning and turns out I kept writing and writing and writing. And after 2 pages (for one entry) I felt pretty good about life. Like wow, I’m a pretty happy camper man.
It’s amazing what a little perspective can do for you