I've never been the type of person to have a one track mind where I obsess over one thing until it's done. I've always been the type that basically shifts from one thing to the next like a bouncy ball.
My mind has been focused on preparing our home to sell. While it has been a positive endeavor on one hand, I seem to be completely obsessed. Each time I finish one task, I look at something else that could be painted, fixed, or moved.
If I'm honest with myself, this will always be the case in our home. It was built in 1946, and even though it is so charming and unique, there is always something that could be changed in it. Right now I'm working on painting in the bathroom, and in the back of my mind I realize that the next owners might come in and decide that painting the bathroom a different color is the first thing they are going to do.
So, why am I obsessing over it? I think much of it has to do with wanting the next owners to have as much happiness and love that we've had in our home for the last decade. I want it to be perfect for them. I want them to be able to move right in and not think about changing a thing if they don't want to.
Inevitably they will want to though. We did. Don't get me wrong, there are a couple of rooms that we didn't change at all, but we did customize other areas that were more fitting to our personalities and tastes. And that's the way it should be. That's what makes it a home.
Soon, the obsessing will be over. We meet with our realtor on Monday and then will hopefully have it on the market within a week or so after our meeting.
In the mean time, I have a bathroom to finish painting...and what else???
Daily I write down three things I'm grateful for in the morning and another three things in the evening as part of my journal writing for the day. It's a great way to bookend the day.
Occasionally, I like to expand on the list to remind myself of all the amazing parts of my life that I often take for granted.
1. The stuffed animal sloth my mom brought me from her non-profit thrift store makes me smile. I mean, how can you not smile at a smiling sloth? Seriously?! Just look at him.
2. I think my stepdad is MacGyver. He finds ways to create something out of nothing, and he pulled off some shear "geniusness" when he helped with getting our house ready to sell.
3. I'm beyond thankful that my dad and I text every morning. It's like we're having breakfast together even though we live an hour and a half apart.
4. I finally made it back to the gym today for a workout and I'm glad I did. It's been awhile, and I have stayed away because I've been embarrassed about my weight gain. That was all me though. No one cares how I look, because everyone is there working out doing their own thing. I feel better now.
5. I'm glad I decided to paint the kitchen cabinets.
6. I'm tired of painting overall, but I like the fresh look it's giving our home. Why didn't we do this sooner?
7. Having amazing neighbors is the best! We know we can knock on their doors to ask for help with something and know that they will help if they can. I hope they reciprocate if there's something we can do for them.
8. Our cat Chloe is thankful to have the house back to her "normal."
9. March Madness starts this week! Next to the NHL playoffs, it's the best time of the year for me. Rock Chalk Jayhawk!!!!
10. Reading other posts on medium.com reminds me how we writers are using our voices on a platform that promotes support, encouragement, and constructive criticism. I love networking and connecting with other writers!
Sometimes detours happen.
On February 17, I took a before photo of myself as the beginning of my mission to lose 10 pounds. Fast forward 15 days later and I haven't made much progress at all.
I hit a detour. That doesn't mean an excuse. I fully own that I haven't made progress.
However, there was a pretty great reason for my lack of progress. I landed a new job! After a whirlwind of two weeks, I had a preliminary interview, a second interview, a job offer, accepted said job offer, and then wrote a resignation letter to take effect at the end of the school year.
And for those who are curious about the job, I will be a high school counselor at Omaha Burke High School. While I have enjoyed the littles for the last seven years as an elementary school counselor, it was always my intent to work with high school students when the opportunity presented itself. This is it, and I'm so excited for this next adventure!
But I digress.
What happened was a detour. I focused on the job process and neglected my goal of losing weight by eating more nutritionally and working out on a regular basis. While I know I should have and could have been working on both, I didn't, and I own that.
When you have a detour, here is the first step: OWN IT. Don't make excuses, don't place blame elsewhere, and don't beat yourself up over it. Pull yourself up by your boot straps, put on your big girl/boy pants, and restart.
Secondly, figure out what went wrong during the detour. Why did you get completely derailed? Was your plan not firmly in place? Is your reasoning clear for the goal you have set?
With me, I had a clear workout plan but not a strong nutritional plan. However, on the days I didn't make it to the gym, I didn't have an alternative home workout prepared. Instead, I skipped it altogether. So, the workouts dropped by the wayside. And, because I didn't have a strong nutritional plan to begin with, it was doomed from the beginning, even without the detour.
Once you have the first two steps figured out, it then becomes a matter of setting a concrete plan with small incentives along the way to motivate yourself. For example, each day my goal is to drink six to eight glasses of water, get in a 20-30 minute workout minimum, and eat at least 4-5 fruits/veggies. Each day that happens, I will reward myself with a piece of dark chocolate.
The final step is execution. Once the plan is in place, then the action must happen. In terms of working out, I have placed a schedule where I can see it daily. I have a new fitbook where I will track my workouts and nutrition each day. I can also reflect on the day and make adjustments as I go.
Hitting detours is inevitable. We have the best intentions, but sometimes things happen and that's okay. Just reflect on why it happened, course correct, and keep moving!
I've been procrastinating about getting back into shape. I've started and stopped numerous times, but I finally hit the point where it's go time.
I'm not sure why it suddenly struck me, but it did and I'm thankful.
My goal is simply this: eat better and feel better physically.
Eating better means plenty of fruits and vegetables, drinking a protein shake daily, and eating very few sweets. In fact, last night I threw out the sweets I did have in the house so I wouldn't be tempted. I'm not saying no to sweets forever, just for now.
It also means getting myself back to the gym consistently. I have admittedly been a yo-yo lately with going and then not going. This morning I went and my plan will be to go four times a week. I'm also going to start running again and either run a half-marathon or 10K in May.
As a result of eating better and working out, the side benefit will be to lose weight. Yes, I want to lose the 10 pounds I've added to my frame. More importantly, though, I want to feel better and look better.
While I won't blog about it daily, I do plan to have 2-3 posts a week on my progress and to post a progress photo every three weeks. This first one was taken this morning at 119.5 pounds.
It's tough to get back into shape, but all it takes is one step at a time. Today I took the first step.
I don’t often write about my day job, but I should. As an elementary school counselor, there are nuggets each day I learn from these “little ones.” Nuggets that can easily be transformed into lessons for us “big people.”
I was asked to mediate a disagreement between two third graders. One of them owned up to what happened, we came up with a better way to handle the situation if it happens in the future, and he was back to class within three minutes.
And then there was the other student.
He made noises while his classmate was talking and we both ignored him. When I told him we would need to talk before he could go back to class, he promptly told me we would be here all afternoon.
I simply told him to let me know when he was ready to chat, turned away from him, and commenced to eating my lunch.
He played with my stuffed animals, made comments about a picture another student had made for me, and then he trailed off to silence…seven minutes later.
That’s when I knew he was ready. I turned around and asked him the initial question of what happened and he readily spilled the beans. All it took was some intentional ignoring and gentle questioning when he was ready for it.
What we adults can learn from this situation?
In other words, all had been forgotten.
Kids are resilient and they let things go faster than adults do.
Yeah, we could learn a thing or two from them.
I'm a lover of life, an eternal optimist, and I have an intense desire to add value through simple living and positive vibes.