“Anything one does every day is important and imposing and anywhere one lives is interesting and beautiful.”
— Gertrude Stein
I agree with this statement, to a point. But then I want to make sure that what I do every day serves the life I want to live, instead of just existing day to day.
On that note…goal time.
The hits continued with a tummy bug (Anya’s) coupled with some godawful endo/adhesion pain. I have not given up on the September challenge, but have resolved to at least attempt yoga if jogging and ab work are not possible on any given day.
I have begun to notice a change in my tastes. For instance, I found myself on a recent Taco Tuesday out of my usual taco filling, so I just filled my shells with plain rice, kidney beans, corn, and cheese, and topped the mixture with taco sauce. It was amazing. So very good. I’m thinking a shift to simpler foods might be just want I’m looking for right now.
In the past week, I have not pushed my agenda of meditation, exercise, and reading. No, I have merely been doing those things for myself, without pressure…and if I don’t hop to at the usual time, my daughter is quick to ask if we can do them. Mission accomplished.
As the tummy bug had us stuck at home last weekend, I worked on the wedding invitations a bit and cleaned up Anya’s room in preparation for painting the walls. After that, we will look into getting a big-girl bed.
A subhabit I would like to start, and am thus noting here: Clearing out the Goodwill donations before the pile becomes half a dozen extremely heavy garbage bags.
I am trying to cultivate a daily writing habit, even if I only write 10 minutes a day. I can find 10 minutes a day, surely.
I am looking into turning my freelancing biz into an LLC. It’s a bit of extra money that I’d rather not spend, but the benefits may outweigh the expenses. Still researching.
We have goldfish now. Because my daughter has so desperately wanted a pet. She won them at the fair. (Okay, we bought a tank and four fish for $12. But she got to play a couple of games first.) It’s already turning into A Thing: Now we need food and a tank and fish gear. So it’s pretty much guaranteed that when these fish die, we’ll be getting new fish. It’s worth in in terms of the entertainment value: I do so love hearing the names my daughter comes up with. Meet Cupcake, Bubbles, Connor, and Princess Doughnut.