I find it interesting that as I move forward on my Simple Life Adventure – the process doesn’t always feel, well…simple. Sometimes I think I set the proverbial bar too high. I’ve done it in other things too. I have certain goals that I want to reach by a certain date or time, and when I don’t, I feel a bit discouraged in my efforts; like I have somehow failed. Instead of feeling victorious over what I HAVE achieved, I can be more focused on what didn’t take place the way I planned it. Even an uber optimist, like me, can fall down at times.
I sort of felt that way after Thursday evening’s mishap (the dislocated toe). Seriously…one of my first thoughts was, “No! I have so much that I need to accomplish!” It left me feeling behind in my plan and I allowed it to discourage me. I had to slow things way down as I nursed my foot and had intended to be much further in this process than I am.
It even affected my writing…I mean, what was there to write about if I wasn’t on task?! We can be so good at sabotaging our own efforts. That’s mental sabotage at its finest.
But this little journey just continues to open my eyes to the reality of life; like, how you just can’t plan it all out no matter how hard you try. I know, that should just be a no-brainer, but even though I’m well aware of that truth, I still try to plan things out in some sort of orderly fashion. But I/we have to know that life is just going to throw the occasional curve, so it’s important to stay flexible – in everything.
My new goal is to just take each day as it comes and to do my best to allow flexibility in a not-so-perfect and simple life.
I can report, though, that yesterday my energy felt rejuvenated. I had originally planned to stay home from church, but decided to hobble my way out the door and take in a good message. And wow, it was really good! I’m so glad I resisted the urge to stay home because I would have missed out, not only on a message that soothed a weary heart, but also on seeing “family” that, even though they didn’t realize it, lifted me up in a moment of need – simply by being there with their smiling faces that were happy to see me.
Feeling recharged, I was back at it again when I got home. I turned on some good tunes and I’m happy to report that I’m on my third bag of clothing to take to the thrift store. I worked for several hours before I decided to give myself permission to call it a day. I believe my bedroom will be clutter free after tonight…but, I’m keeping it flexible.