Now, I’m sure to just about all of you this is anything but news, and to me it’s not news either it’s just one of those annoyances constantly tripping me up when I’m not paying attention. Much like the cat’s water bowl that they enjoy sliding into my path in the middle of the night, but I digress. What usually happens to me is that I’ll get a burst of “oh my god I need to do something yes let’s do something! Let’s get something done~!” And it’ll last a little while, I”ll journal every day for X days and then something happens and I’m kicked out of routine before it’s a real habit.
A good example is the exercise stuff I had going. I was walking just about every day, but then my sister moved in at the end of october with my niece (just turned 2 years old) and let’s just say things got a little hectic and a lot exhausting. Then November arrives and I started NaNoWriMo which decidedly was eating up my time and that was also going well until about the 4th when I got really sick alluva sudden and ended up in the ER and checked into the hospital up until Saturday night. That’s Saturday the 10th, I was in there for a whole week or so.
So here I am at home, itching to get stuff done again. Excuses excuses are easy to find, and mine tend to be pretty good when I want them to be, so good that they could be actual reasons as opposed to excuses. Let’s go back to the walking thing shall we? I’m back home now, I’m not sick and I could probably make a few walking rounds in the park or something. The fact of the matter is that while I mentally want to (to a degree) my whole body is sore, and still recovering from the medications being pumped into me while I was in the hospital. I’d say that’s a pretty good reason not to go out exercising wouldn’t you? But I also think that maybe if I push myself I can get stronger up to par faster, but at the same time there’s the risk of just burning myself out by not giving myself time to rest so my ‘plan’ is to just let myself recoup until my next doctor appointment later this week and see what they say.
But see, I’ve still got this problem of wanting to do something. Most of my crafts are on hold due to the little one buzzing her way around the apartment all the time (I think my sister would kill me for even thinking of pulling out a carving knife in her presence, let alone a woodburning pen, or such), and I’ve got all this seeming motivation and nothing to do with it!
A lot of it has to do with the fact that there are little grabby hands (and paws) about so I’m apprehensive about pulling out the needles or yarn or blades or any of that and I do need one piece of equipment before I get some herbalism brewing. Once again because of the little grabby hands I’d rather pulverize my herbs in a mortar+pestle than chop them with a knife and I can’t quite afford that bit of kitchenware yet.
Of course the main complaint I have is that all my motivation comes at the most inconvenient times! Why couldn’t I be motivated before they arrived or so on and some such. It’s really just bothersome haha. So I’m left in the mean time until they can go back home trying to find things to do to feel accomplished without really making any messes or putting little extremities at risk.
Oh motivation, you fickle thing, come back when there’s some space on the kitchen table for me to work will ya?!