See, a week and a half ago, I pulled myself over a (15 foot?) wall with a rope, among other things. You may remember from my last post that I feared the "water, fire, barbed wire, and mud." Ha! Those were nothing compared to the wall--but, of course, that's how hurdles work. I know it's a total cliché, but it made me realize I could be doing a lot more. Two days later I moved a recliner couch from one room of my basement (and up a step) by myself. Trust me, it was challenging--but all my life I have watched my 5'2" mother use simple machines to move things, and I have learned a thing or two.
So I am using the simple machine of rules to get a jump on that back-to-school feeling.
- I am going to go for a run every day for a month: a really, really crappy run, but that's okay.
- I am going to keep a food journal, which I know from experience instantaneously shames me into eating much, much more healthfully.
- Since there is a LOT of eggplant coming out of our garden, I resolved to eat eggplant every night this week. We're on Night Five.
- I am going to do an Extra Thing every day. The Thing that keeps the Sisyphean Blues away, so you don't go to bed thinking, "Well, we had dinner and some of the clothes are clean, so...great job?" Some examples: reorganizing/cleaning out the pantry, putting together a potting bench, painting the workshop floor, making pickles...nothing revelatory, just something extra.
- And...for the month of August, I'm going to blog every day. Two things in store for you are my thoughts on "Brave," and the long-promised, now-almost-definitely-disappointing Meg and Melanie essay.
Wish me luck!
