Fishies and Chips
This week's "assignment" was to take a risk. I spent all week trying to figure out what risk and couldn't think of anything! I realize, now, that I think of a risk as something big and dramatic...like dropping everything and moving away. Just a random example ;)
I have been taking little risks for a while now. Such as asking questions, speaking my mind, and establishing healthy boundaries. I'm still working at voicing my needs and asking for help. I'm a little gun-shy still with that.
Some more risk has been involved with purging my apartment because I've been a bit of a hoarder for years...sentimental and craft-related. I'm sure a lot of you can relate.
I read an article about de-cluttering and it mentioned clearing off all surfaces; putting everything in a box to go through when you have time. This is exactly what I did! The result was a clear computer and coffee table.
I was really productive! I worked on and off all day Saturday and treated myself to my version of a dinner Mom used to make when I was a kid: "fishies" with homemade tartar sauce, rosemary fries and a natural blackberry soda. Then I kicked back with some Dr. Who and Season 1 of True Blood.
Sunday was filled with more of the same. It was really great because instead of getting overwhelmed with trying to get everything accomplished in one weekend, I took my time, still had a rest, and saw some progress. I'm seeing how similar organizing my life and my apartment are...I can't expect either to come together all at once. I'm learning more every day.
XO
1 comment:
I'll have a wee dram of that Glenlivet with you, lassie!!
;-)))
Micro-movements rock!
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