Not massage. I hope you didn’t get too excited.
I just watched a video with Tim Ferriss in which he talked about meditating and/or journaling every morning for 10 minutes and how that trains your mind to better handle your day. He said a lot more, and a lot better. I’m shortening in the interest of time. But one point was to set good habits.
I have neglected this blog because of time. When I started it, I was not busy. Now I am. But if I could just get in the habit of doing 10-minute posts I could probably manage.
And isn’t that the goal, really? To find better, more manageable ways to live?
Normally, posts take me a long time. I fret about wording. Come back, revise. Multiple times. So much so that there’s not much forward movement.
Sure, the idea of a quick post makes me anxious. As a philosophy major in college, I’m terrified that my logic will be unsound or my semantics invalid. And they will be. And I’ll end sentences in prepositions. But so does everyone else. And another of Ferriss’s teachings is to be as kind to yourself as you are to others. (He credited this to Gloria Steinem, I think.) So, you gotta make like Elsa and “let it go!”
Today I’m thinking about how nice it was to get away from my kids overnight for the first time since they were born. Sure, I spent the night away from the almost 5-year-old…when I went to the hospital to GIVE BIRTH TO HIS BROTHER almost 2 years ago, but that’s it.
Anyway, on our night away it rained. We drank wine outside in a hot tub. I ordered The Post with Meryl Streep and Tom Hanks at 9 pm (!!!). And slept in the next day.
I bought these shoes. And came home. Everyone was fine. I was better than I’ve been in a while because I put on my oxygen mask first.