What I’ve Learned: Week 26

It’s been a long week and I’m late writing my 26th installment of What I’ve Learned. Steve had his surgery on Monday and has had a few ups and downs, so my focus has been non-existent. Toss in some touch-up work at the house (can you believe we’ve been here for almost one year?!?!), getting back into the swing of things after the Christmas holiday break and this week has been a big bust in my productivity. I have, however, had a lot of time to think and think I have. I write in my journal almost night, so it gives me a linear breakdown of my mental process and allows me an opportunity to peruse my thoughts at a later date and with less emotion.

What I’ve Learned: Week 26

1. Life is a process. It’s a big, beautiful, messy process. I only have one life to live and every day that I wake up, I should be giving my all in everything I do. Loving, working, praying, laughing, hugging, breathing — I can go on and on. Life is such a beautiful thing that we are given and not to truly live my life without everything in me is something I’ll regret when it’s the end. Here’s to life!

2. I don’t like going out to eat unless it’s really, really good. It seems like I’ve had so many disappointing meals out over the past few months that I’m to the point I don’t like going out. That just means I have to take more time and care in cooking at home. I’m a good cook and enjoy cooking, so that solves my problem. Unfortunately, it doesn’t solve my problem when I’m having a lazy day and don’t want to cook. I think my new motto shall be “no more dry chicken” or “eat more pho” because I know my local Vietnamese restaurant is always good.

That being said, I do think the Waffle House will be on the menu this weekend, because “scattered, smothered, covered, and chunked” sounds yummy.

3. I don’t like cold weather. I used to love cold weather and maybe it’s a phase I’m going through, like a toddler eating broccoli. But I am always cold lately and love seeing the little leaves on my Nest thermostat, so bundling up is necessary. The problem with bundling up is that I’m like every woman of a certain age and wind up having a personal summer right after and have to strip down again. It’s a vicious cycle. I’d rather be hot all of the time. That being said, ask me how I feel about cold weather in six months.

4. I’m a worry wart. Actually, I’ve always known that. I’m a worrier and it is exacerbated by my anxiety. Yay! All kidding aside, I’m spending more and more time working on not worrying as much as I do. Which is one of the reasons I picked my journal up in a much more concentrated effort. I’ve spent a lot of time putting my pen to paper this week.

5. I can’t do it all. I sort of have it together, but so often I run around in frenzied hurry attempting to do it all and having things blow up majestically in my face. I’m working on steps to help, but it’s nice admitting that I need to do some serious work on my “I CAN DO IT ALL” attitude. Who am I kidding? My anxiety is rearing it’s ugly head and telling me “I can’t believe you wrote that down.” So I shut my office door and told anxiety to leave me alone, I’m busy. Does it help? Only time will tell, but I’m sure this is going to be recurring theme over the coming weeks.

There you have it, the shortened version of what I’ve learned this week.