Progress isn’t linear. This is the phrase that repeats in my head as I backslide. Some weeks I am crushing it at waking up and meditating first thing. For one whole week I was up at 6am. By Saturday of that week I fell off the wagon. Lately, I am back to rolling out of … Continue reading Progress Isn’t Linear
Tag: health
Epiphanies
Lately, in my previously mentioned quest for clean, I’ve been having epiphanies. As I lay my head down at night to sleep ideas are bombarding me. “If I clean out x drawer I can move y things into it.” Or, “If I sort my closet to have cardigans grouped together, dresses grouped together, and so … Continue reading Epiphanies
Better
Things are slowly getting better. I’m moving more, not napping during the week. I’m reading again, I’m writing again. I’m finding balance between rest and productivity, whereas before I was all rest, yet never feeling rested. Today I watched a video from an immunologist at University of Michigan who thinks this is the year the … Continue reading Better
2022
The start of a new year generally brings hope but since 2020, hope seems futile. I was tremendously hopeful for 2020 and then it went down the crapper real fast. 2021, I hoped would be better. Vaccines were coming, clearly people would do the right thing and the world would get back on track. Well, … Continue reading 2022
Self Improvement aka Becoming Who I am Meant to Be
In the last couple of years, I have become mildly obsessed with the idea of self-improvement and growth. It started with messing up my mental health by going off medication when I was already becoming increasingly miserable, while stuck in a job I had outgrown. I spiraled and hit a low spot like I hadn’t … Continue reading Self Improvement aka Becoming Who I am Meant to Be
Thoughts on Brittany Runs a Marathon
Recently my sister and I were looking for an entertaining movie to watch. We were having major issues settling on something when I flipped over to Amazon Prime Video. Enter: Brittany Runs a Marathon. I had actually scrolled past it but my sister called out, “go back, play the trailer for that,” and we were … Continue reading Thoughts on Brittany Runs a Marathon
Martinis and Meltdowns 