Well it’s been nearly 3 years now since Pat’s passing and I’m still buried under her things. They’re just sitting in that garage like a giant wart or boil. I’ve pared down a bit by selling on local venues and craigslist, but it’s not enough. I’ve got to get back to boxing up junk and getting it the heck out of here. This goal is a priority. I want to be out from under her stuff by next year.
I’ve got to get over my need to find value in these items. They’re not worth the time I’m putting in anymore. There are books that I can probably still get money out of, but the rest of the junk just has to go.
Can I really find 43 things I like about myself? That’s a very good question. Actually, can I find 43 things I like about myself, that aren’t branches off the same like? Lets start with the top 10
1. I’m a positive person for the most part.
2. I handle stress relatively well. I’m like duck, it just rolls off (most of the time)
3. I’m growing in my artistic confidence and skill
4. I’m a kick ass cook!
5. I’m a loyal, reliable friend
6. I like to take care of those around me
7. I’m far more outgoing now than I was when I was young
8. I’ve got great eyes
9. My handwriting gets many compliments (thanks to working and working on it for years)
10. I’m pretty dang crafty
I’ve started to rebuild and re-evaluate my list. Since having Val, there is SO much I want to accomplish, and I figure this is a good way to start having a visible checklist of things to work through. A friend of my was doing this process called “Flash Focus” which was basically a running brain dump of to do lists and you just voided off what you completed and just kept adding to the bottom as you thought of something you needed to do. While I understand the process and it seemed kind of interesting to me, I think I would start to feel overwhelmed by the whole thing. It’s basically staring down your ever mounting to do list with no end in sight. I like breaking down my to dos into small lists where it actually feels like I’ve accomplished something if I tick something off.
I’m taking things off my list that either don’t appeal to me anymore, or seem so far out on the time line that I won’t be doing them in the next year or two.
Removing things from my list before always seemed like a failure, or an admission of defeat. Today I look at it as being reasonable and realistic.