There are times when I find it very easy to huddle on the floor in fetal position feeling overwhelmed by Life.
Today I started behaving myself like a grownup. (I’m sure you’re clapping for me. We’re all so proud, you’re saying.)
I’ve taken the month of July off – no schedule, no appointments, no plans. And it’s working, if fetal huddling is the kind of work I was hoping for. (Spoiler: Not exactly.)
So I went to my second day of Yoga this morning, where I totally did a tripod for the first time since maybe seventh grade. And it all (except for maybe the skull-crushing tripod part) felt awesome. Then I came home and went for a 5-mile walk. Then I worked on Things. And I’ve gotten through quite a few good things before 11:00 in the morning.
And I guess what I’m saying is that taking time off from schedules and appointments and business doesn’t absolutely need to translate into huddles. (But it totally can when I want it to.) It can also be gently triumphant moments throughout the day. Accomplishment doesn’t have to be large to be happy-making.
Here’s to an upright day off.
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I recognize all of this. Trying to find my way back with the new baby has been somewhat bewildering. (“What do you mean you want dinner? Didn’t I just feed you yesterday?”) I picked up my violin last week for the first day in a month and my fingers were like clumsy sausages. So, go you! Good luck with all the Things.
I recognize all of this. Trying to find my way back with the new baby has been somewhat bewildering. (“What do you mean you want dinner? Didn’t I just feed you yesterday?”) I picked up my violin last week for the first day in a month and my fingers were like clumsy sausages. So, go you! Good luck with all the Things.