Keep moving. Stand still. And me asking myself why? this entire post

Why do I keep tricking myself into moving away from the life I want? Why do I keep making up things to do to not write? Why do I keep pulling work towards me that’s A: not suited for the introvert that I am and B: preventing me from focusing my energy on writing.

Why? An example of how this works in real life:

Me: I need to find a job that gives me a little more freedom

*does so

Also me: I need to do this grad school thing because otherwise my job is boring

*does so

Me: I have no time after work/school/family/social life (or more honest mental energy) to write

Present me: sitting in a high school trying my best to not fall apart, because I have to speak to a gazillion teenagers this year. I just want to go home and write.

Why do I keep moving when I know in my heart I need to stand still. Stand still and hold my ground.

Maybe I’m terrified.

An old fashioned typed up post Hmmm Maybe I should change the title into: a picture of an old fashioned typed up post. And now I wonder how many words you can fit in this title space, and will keep on typing until something says PING. Oh no wait that doesn’t happen on a computer. So what if there’s is no end to this space and I end up typing forever. AHHHH I’m going to stop. Now. Did you know someone tried to figure out how many rows you can add in an excel sheet and that it takes about a day (I forgot the exact numbers). Now I am really going to stop. For real. Stop Irene. Step away from the keys.

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Blue Monday

Of course I managed to postpone this Monday entry until Tuesday.. I started typing yesterday and then had to do something else and then I forgot.

I should have waited for next week’s Monday for this post to make more sense. Or I could have changed the title.

But I didn’t. Because *insert valid reason I’m too lazy to make one up*

So that said, I have a confession to make..  I like Mondays.

No hard feelings if you stop reading now.

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Still here? Good 😊

Let me explain myself. Most people dread Mondays, because it symbolizes a week full of MUST DO THINGS (like work) ahead of them. When Monday arrives it also means the weekend has already flew by and the new weekend is still very far away.

To me Mondays are like the blank screen. It symbolizes opportunity, a new start. It’s the perfect day to start something because it’s a beginning. Not a BIG beginning like January 1st but one that happens 52 times a year. So if you resolute on doing something that day or week, and you fail, the next Monday is already waiting around the corner for you to try again.

It shouldn’t come as a surprise that I’m the most healthiest person I can be on Mondays. After the weekend it always seems a good  idea to eat more healthy and walk more . (Stairs are also less daunting on Mondays, trust me). Monday is also the day I don’t really mind going to work.  Probably because I usually don’t have to go on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

Did you know there’s such a thing as a blue Monday? It’s believed to be the most depressing day of the year, the Monday in the last week of January. The holiday season has left most of us broke, the New Year’s resolutions were too big to take on and are tossed aside, the days short and dark. Enough reason to feel sorry for ourselves, right?

Wrong 🙂

Blue Monday is one of my favorite days. BECAUSE OF THE NAME.  How can a blue Monday make you feel depressed. (I however, would cringe at the thought of a purple Thursday).

Since today is Tuesday I’m trying to tackle this day with as much energy as I would do a Monday.

And so far I have been very productive, after getting the kids to school, I went to the gym, the grocery store, volunteered at my boy’s school, did the laundry and made sweet potato soup.

(Not to mention that I’m about to publish a Monday post on Tuesday) .

So what I’m saying is that a day is shaped by the energy you bring to it. There no real reason to look too far ahead or over your shoulder. Focus on being a happy you today and I promise that even Monday can be the prettiest day of the week.

Ciao!