Balancing all the balls
2017 has been a really busy year so far. I’ve been juggling work, my kids activities and trying to stay ahead of the housework, but with incorporating some new habits into my life, I feel a little bit ahead of the curve, which is somewhat of a shock to my system.
I’ve been walking for 20 minutes every morning. I have all the gear in my car, so there are no excuses for why I can’t do things. I have my hat, mittens, umbrella, runners and my headphones as well as extra sweaters and socks. Life has taught me to be prepared for every eventuality and there is confidence for me in knowing I can handle snow, wind, rain and sleet.
The early morning walks are just one step. I’m also cutting down on my consumption of animal food products like red meat. But the cheese and whipping cream have got to stay. I’ve been making fruit smoothies with frozen berries from the grocery store, adding a little milk, yogurt and whipped cream for the final splash of juicy goodness. Fresh bread, warm in the bag, early in the day is also something quite extraordinary.
Bed before 10:05 p.m. had me missing a few shows I love, but being in bed by 10:15 p.m. with the light out and knowing I have lots of time to fall asleep gives me an edge on the anxiety related to falling asleep. I lie in the dark and find myself tired from the day and not fighting insomnia, which for 10 years has been a difficult issue to resolve. If only I’d known then what I’m learning now.
A little bit of restrained gardening is keeping my back quiet, and knowing that certain activities for social fun keep me balanced too, like my French class and going back to church on Sundays at the Gabriola United and St. Martin’s Anglican Church (now worshipping together on South Road).
My husband and I are catching more time for walks and a few nights out for dinner here and there and this is making a big difference to levity in the house. Next month, I will join the French class being offered every two weeks at the library and am keen to see how much my speaking might improve with a little more practice. Keeping the car radio tuned to the French station helps too.
And as I go through my day planner and track my general mood for the days, I am seeing that one day a week I suffer with a low day. A day that has me writing low in big letters and for me, low means not seeing any light in the day. It’s like I’m in a fog and no amount of meditation, exercise or conversation can shift it. It is only lifted at the end of the day by merciful sleep. So, life is getting easier and the promise of the year ahead is something to behold.