celebrate my accomplishments, including the most incremental

Yet I feel that since I first articulated it here, it has become more and more natural. Maybe this is part of aging. Maybe seeing that relentless incrementalism really DOES get results. I can always get on my own case - but also, I can see when I do that and shift to a more self-loving and gentle approach. Less energy wasted in self-excoriation means more to use to actually do something, incremental or otherwise. Joy!

It’s the same list that I start with the next day, day after day. It’s enough to wear a girl down, looking at the same stupid little things that I just can’t seem to get done. My partner and I have begun an unofficial new routine, where at the end of the day we take a moment for each of us to share some things we accomplished that day that we’re proud of or glad to have completed. It makes me feel a lot better about how I spend my time, and it changes my understanding of how he spends his time too. I get less frustrated about all the things we didn’t do when I remember the things we DID do.

Yeah me!

1. cleaning my shower

2. getting through busy mornings without resentment

3. taking one day at a time

But I made a choice not to do those things, to do other things instead. I need to remind myself of that and affirm that there is enough time to do what I want to do—even if I’m always changing my mind about what that is. Even if I lay around reading all day instead of getting things done, then that was an investment in my relaxation and spending time doing something I love (not a wasted day)!

was done.

(Why do they take so long, tho?)

I also did mega scrub of some really grotty parts of the kitchen – scrubbed floor and stove top and little refrigerator door crevices yesterday. Worth celebrating.

Got the sick cat to the vets within jhalf an hour of noticing he was somewhat off… picked him up today. $69 poorer, one healthy cat richer.

And I worked in both my wonderbook and my brand new project planning book.

And, yes, I’m getting to sleep late tonight, but am going to take a
nice
hot
bath.

All worth celebrating.

called the auto body shop.

called the tune-up place.

And G and the gym and printed out USPS postage for the invoice I’ll send out tomorrow and did yoga (first time since I broke my foot 6 weeks ago) and really washed the cat box and cleaned out the oh-my-god drawer in the kitchen, and got the relevent stuff off a lot of misc bits of paper and put the info into one nice neat little book and called two friends and left the sink shiny-clean and had dealings with my bookkeeper…

despite sad and troubling dreams, got up and was produvctive in these many small and large(er) ways.

actually, a heckuva lot of little happy increments.

a good day. a nice quiet happy-to-be by myself day.

but WHERE did I put the USPS-postaged envelope I need to mail out???

Going to do my planning for tomorrow and float of to zzzzz land.

Not an accomplishment of such but my kitty who had been on walkabout returned home just when I had about given up hope and I celebrate this BIG TIME!

Did my a.m. routine: up, contacts, abultions & skin care, dress, meditation/devotion, kitty care, b’fast & meds…

(Disclaimer: barely a.m., was it, ff? 11:00 a.m… and you got on the computer after you’d done SOME of the stuff you usually postpone on, but not all. B+)

(Disclaimer on disclaimer: Hunh? Where’s this at, FF? The goal says “celebrate”, not “critique”!. Get with the program!)

Did both some morning-pages style writing, plus some nice income-generation work – $500 worth.

(Disclaimer:and what of your creative work? Your real work? Your stuff that’s making you edgy? And nanowrite?)

(Disclaimer on disclaimer. What is WITH you, are you determined to be miserable with yourself? Plus… the day’s not over yet).

Hmmm… I seem to not be in integrated enough mode to celebrate, so it would seem.

More later.

Very little effort – I had really done most of the work. I wonder why I put it off so long, but perhaps it’s better not to wonder, just to CELEBRATE getting it off – to the tune of (eventually) $600 and change.

Also did various other nuts-and-bolts income-related stuff.

Incremental but fundamental.

Feels VERY good.

getting my ass to the dentist, and without delay getting what turned out to be a beginning infection taken care of BEFORE it turned into an absess…

Not getting wholly white-knuckled as all this unfolded.

Not guilt-tripping myself a whole lot about indulging my need for comfort at the end of this day with a nice pint of Chunky Monkey made by my Vermont boyfriends, Ben and Jerry

doing some work on the ss/ss website at the end of the day

not riding roughshod over all the things I didn’t do this week and feeling good about those I did … the new assignments from R, the promised details and photo to the BFFM, callin PS, doing some fundraising activties for a worthy NPO I work with…

plannng a surprise party for my boyfriend…

noticing the extraordinary beauty of the changing leaves against the grey sky

finding the endontists office without getting lost

planning menu and startegy for my boyfriends surprise party…

Just… feeling good.

And now it’s time to go to bed on a chilly night, having preheated the bed with the electric blanket….

Ah.

Night, all.