My kids say some pretty hilarious things. I’ve been told that I used to say hilarious things once, but my parents didn’t write it down and cannot remember even one witty anecdote. Inspired by YHL’s Clara Conversations, I wanted to share some isms as I collect a critical mass.
I think it’s been OVER A YEAR since my last ICYMI. I’m hoping to get back into these more regularly. Shall we . . .
(Spoiler: 2018 is SO not the year of the book.)
So after I wrote this and put all my feelings in writing and sent it out into the world, I sit with it a little bit. I did make some slight book headway. But I kept coming back to the idea of health coaching . . .
Q1 is almost over! Let’s check in on 18 for 2018 goals, shall we?
The other week, I met with an enthusiastic career counselor here. Instead of making me feel like a scattered, unfocused flibbertigibit, she seemed genuinely excited about all of my ideas. It was affirming to say the least.
But I can’t decide what to focus on . . .
But I can’t decide how to spend my time . . .
But I can’t decide what to do first . . .
We talked through some things, and I now have the hint of a game plan. There is MUCH work to be done, but I feel like I’m putting one foot in front of the other.
On my docket: developing a new schedule for myself.
So in my “Weird” Things I do for health post, I mentioned that I’m into fasting. Fasting as in not eating. On purpose.
Are you running for the hills yet?
I get it. I used to think that fasting was crazy too. But my prediction is that very soon we’re going to start hearing more and more interesting things about fasting. Both as a treatment and prevention measure against chronic diseases.
I do both intermittent fasting and extended fasting. For example, on a lot of days I either don’t eat breakfast or I don’t eat lunch. Although I do put significant calories into my coffee much of the time.
So this is all about WHY I fast, HOW I do it, and more. And as always, I AM NOT A DOCTOR. The opinions contained herein should not be construed as medical advice. This is just what has been working for me.
I got off to a rocky start with Legos.
Awhile back now, Henry FINALLY traded in his pacifier for a cool new Lego set. One with oodles of pieces that was definitely above his suggested age range.
I was NOT excited about putting this thing together.
Trying to work on it together felt like torture. He didn’t have the attention span. His mind kept wandering. He couldn’t find the next piece. He couldn’t follow the directions. I didn’t want to just build it for him, but building together was not the bonding experience I envisioned.
You know how sometimes you do something that you’ve grown so accustomed to that you don’t even notice that you do it? And then someone is like, wait what are you doing, that’s kind of weird? Or maybe not even weird, but just different and you realize that not everyone does it?
So this is my list of that stuff. A collection of things I’ve slowly added, over a few years, that I do for my healthiness. I don’t do all of them every day, but I do a lot of these a lot of the time.
(And as always I AM NOT A DOCTOR. This is just stuff that I do. Do your research.)
I’ve written many times previously about my love of dressing simply.
(I don’t do this anymore, but it was very helpful for awhile with young kids.)
So awhile back, I was feeling overwhelmed. It was right after Black Friday and Cyber Monday and small business day and charitable giving day and whatever else that I’m forgetting.
I tried not to get sucked into the sales. I really did. But it was hard with every single website I follow publishing round ups of AMAZING deals and FANTASTIC bargains. Particularly when you could save on stuff you would be buying anyway . . .
I made it out with minimal damage, but I still felt overloaded on stuff. Wanting stuff. Clicking about stuff. All the stuff.
So what did I do? My own version of a detox. I wore the same shirt. For several days.
Disclaimer: this is a personal thing that I want to talk about and it helps to process by writing and sharing. Please know that my intention is a MILLION percent not to offend anyone in any way. But I know this can be a sensitive subject, and I’m so sorry if anything comes out weird. That’s truly not what I meant.
So I mentioned to the Health Unit here that I’ve been having more trouble on planes. It’s not the end of the world. I’m still flying regularly. But I usually deal with it by forgetting that I have an issue until the next flight and then white knuckling my way through it. I wanted to try to be proactive. Get in front of the issue. You know, responsible adulting.
The told me that the regional psychologist would be visiting soon and would I like an appointment? I said, sign me up!
So I had my appointment . . .