Today, on the scale of happiness, I am a complete 180 in the direction I was even this time last week. Huh.
The only thing that has changed, really, has been the daily, concious decision to do good things for myself. I had three nights of walking. We had rain and cold and yuck last night, so I wussed out. BUT. I ended up sitting on my floor and stretching with my child. He had good giggles over “Cow” and “Cat” and “Cobra” and the attempt at “Downward Dog”. It was lovely to have that time with him. And it was excellent for both of us.
I haven’t really been focusing on eating better yet…but somehow there have been more fruits and veggies showing up in my meals.
I’ve been specifically looking for ways that my life is good…and I have been reveling in them.
I have a long way to go. And I’m not dumb enough to think that there are no road bumps coming or that I won’t have a complete meltdown eventually over something totally stupid…but I *am* moving in a different direction and it has all started in my brain.
Don’t let anyone lie to you and tell you that it’s more about what you DO than what you THINK. Because if you’re head’s not facing the right way first, your body will never get there.
