But 2017 seems to have gotten off to a slow, uninspiring start. Maybe it’s the rain I left in Mississippi or the rain that has greeted me here in California. Maybe its the fact that I’m tired and out of my routine but everyone I talk to is dragging. Big time. Like normal things are some kind of Herculean effort. Ya feel me?
So what’s a girl/guy to do to kick-start her engine? My usual hacks for lightening my load (gratitude lists, reaching it to friends, exercise) don’t seem to be working. To be fair, I haven’t really tried too much exercise yet because I just can’t get motivated. And the vicious cycle takes another prisoner!! Watching old episodes of Project Runway seemed like a MUCH better idea than running and Lipstick joined on my lap (that’s today’s picture). What’s the solution? How do I get out of this hole?
My friend, I’m afraid that the only way out is just to get through. Put on your big girl pants, suit up and show up. Take it slow, do only what must be done, but do it. Keep moving forward. This too shall pass.
I’m on the train heading up to San Francisco and giving myself props for even being out of bed. Yesterday, I took down my Christmas decorations and I feel like I deserve the Congressional Medal of Honor. I had such high hopes for a major clean out and reorg of those Christmas decoration boxes, but I’ve let go of that dream. Maybe next year. I just don’t have it in me. Next up is to get back to the hills with my girls! That’s set for tomorrow when the rain is scheduled to pass.
So my advice to you is what I’m giving to myself, as always. Lower your expectations for yourself. Do what must be done and let go of the rest. Take care of yourself first. And look for the small victories along the way.
Thank God I didn’t put massive New Year’s resolutions in place. I’d be feeling even worse for failing those too. Instead, my cheerful intentions are sitting quietly in the corner, ready to be dusted off and brought to life when I feel more willing. And as that great heroine of self-preservation and self-obsession Scarlett O’Hara once said, “Tomorrow is another day.”
Boonedoggler 