[photo credit: powerofpositivity.com]
I’ve been in an odd funk since June. The last few months have been unusually busy. My agenda has been loaded with to-dos, places to go, people to see. In the midst of all of that, my workout motivation has suffered. Not because I don’t want to, but because by the time the day is through I am too physically and mentally exhausted that I simply cannot muster the strength. Even the “it’s only 30 minutes” pep-talk does not work on most days. And, yes, I’ve tried the morning workout concept, but I simply can’t…
The only saving grace in this is the change of seasons which I think is a natural motivator for many.
My tasks lately have been getting the house in order. A few months ago I read the ever popular “Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up” and truthfully, I gave it a rather harsh review then. I found so much of it to be ridiculous and unrealistic especially when you live with others and have other peoples’ stuff to consider. I think that was the biggest reason for my less-than-positive review for it.
However, after this weekend I started to read it again. I skipped the introductory chapters and went right for the “plan.” I think for me, I find motivation through following along with someone on following a step-by-step plan. When I was in school, I loved me a good syllabus and following along with it, crossing out each day or assignment made me feel like I was accomplishing and working toward something. These days, I am missing that goal.
When I went to the “meat” of the Life Changing Magic book, I read a part about seriously considering how you want your life to be. She uses a young woman as an example who wanted to live a more “feminine lifestyle” and asked her to break down exactly what that meant. It got me thinking: I’ve heard that question before but never thought about it seriously, let alone writing it out. I grabbed my journal (one of many) and wrote out a few ideas. The overarching theme was to have my home be a sanctuary and not a place for work. My “work” at home is mostly cleaning, cleaning, cleaning, putting things away, throwing things out, cooking this, clearing that. I want my home to be a place where I can come home and read, create, relax and enjoy my family and the “work” is secondary. Not a place that I come home to after 8 hours of doing and giving for others, but a place to do and give for myself and my family that goes beyond keeping the place clean and clutter free. Sharing a space with someone else who isn’t as organized as I am is challenging, but together I know we can come to happy medium.
While I was very cruel to this cute little book that so many people love, I am giving it a second go. That little section redirected my thoughts and put me on a different path. Sometimes it takes a second look to find what you were looking for during the first look.