July 5, 2015: Three Good Things

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Today I’m back to the regular “good things about my day” routine. I’m actually looking forward to it. There were some good things about my past week’s worth of days that I would have like to have shared, but I felt it more important to stick to the “good things about myself” theme that I was working on last week.

1. Today was a lazy day and yet I’m going to manage to check off everything on my list but one. This is further proof that the checklist should be a bare minimum list, something I’m easily capable of doing with the right motivation. (Protip: “completing the checklist” should be the right motivation, every day.)

2. This evening I had a flare-up of irritability – I wouldn’t even classify it as an irrational episode. Seems the sensory inquiry tool works just fine even at that early stage.

3. The best part of my day was the nap that I took with my wife. For an hour and a half we slept, with my arm wrapped around her and her snuggled into my chest.

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A Lazy Day, A Simmering Panic

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Today has been an exercise in ignoring my checklists, for the most part. I intend to get everything done on them, just … not yet.

Sometimes my brain tells me that it’s a day to just relax about getting things done. I wish I had more days like today, where I didn’t wake up in a dead panic to accomplish everything, nervously checking my little black books to see what I should be doing instead of what I am doing right that moment. I didn’t wake up until around 11:30, and went and took a two hour nap later in the afternoon, cuddling with my wife the whole time. (That made it that much sweeter.)

When I stop to analyze it, my checklist is really not that difficult to get done. I haven’t been exercising lately because I’m not consuming anywhere near the amount of calories I should be and exercising would just reduce my net caloric consumption for the day to an unhealthy level. But even considering a normal day, food-wise, there’s still plenty of time for me to get everything done.

So why do I approach every day like I’m starting off behind and getting more and more so with every passing moment?

Am I becoming one of those people that wants to get the work out of the way before playtime can occur? That would be a switch for me, as I am historically a procrastinator and prone to putting things off until too late to get anything done. My life is a big example of that – I’ve now put off getting a degree to the point that I don’t know if it would be economically worth it to go back to school; could I make enough before my body forces me to retire to pay back what student loans I could potentially be offered?

Fortunately, my brain isn’t letting me focus much on the what-ifs of life today. It’s wanting a day off, and I’m going to let it have it.

Dinner tonight was bratwurst, corn on the cob, an Arnold Palmer (that’s half iced tea and half lemonade, something that I’m sure is at least a misdemeanor crime across the pond in the UK, where I have loyal followers, but I’m from the south, and around this time of year a proper cuppa is just too hot to tolerate), and an Angry Orchard Summer Honey blend hard cider.

And I still have room on the calorie sheet for another bratwurst if I want it.

Go me.