Day 6: I can buy myself flowers

Now, in all honesty, this was not the plan for today.

The plan for today was to go and try a new yoga class focused on nervous system reset and breathwork.

I cancelled the shit out of that yoga class.

So, for anyone who reads this (even myself), wondering if they’re doing enough? I have bad days too.

I didn’t eat enough today, I didn’t have enough water, and I was CRANKY. I wasn’t going to make it through an hour-long yoga class.

When you’re climbing out of depression, it’s not about perfection. It’s about meeting yourself where you’re at and building momentum.

And so, we pivot. Because we’re building momentum.

Instead of going to the yoga class, I went to the absolutely bonkers busy HEB (which I’m super proud of myself for because I HATE that HEB), bought some flowers and a shitty chicken salad sandwich so I didn’t have to worry about cooking. I had a lovely conversation with a woman about a banana pudding recipe I should look up (but let’s be real, I probably won’t make), bought some cute flowers, and headed home to sit on my ass.

And so now, my windows are open with the sun coming through, my house smells like flowers, and I don’t have to worry about dinner.

Yes, I have unopened mail I have to deal with. Yes, my car registration is about to expire. Yes, I have recycling I need to take out. Yes, I have packages on the ground I haven’t opened. Yes, I still haven’t put away my suitcase even though I’ve done my laundry.

IT CAN ALL WAIT. That’s not the energy we have today. Today, we had flower energy, and now there are flowers. A win is a win.

If you take anything from this, this is what I hope you get:

  1. Meet yourself where you’re at. Not every day is going to be your best day, and that’s okay.

  2. Do one thing a day. That’s all you have to do. I got flowers, but it could be getting a glass of water for yourself, eating something, taking a shower, whatever. Just do one thing. It’s all about momentum.

  3. Sometimes, saying “fuck this plan” makes you happier in the long run. I’m a quitter. I LOVE to quit. Our culture has this mindset that you have to push through everything to prove something, but my question is, why? I don’t have anything to prove to anyone, and there are very few instances where it makes sense to do something I don’t want to do. If I hadn’t cancelled my plans today, I wouldn’t have had flowers, and I wouldn’t have had that lovely conversation with a woman in the checkout. I’m happy with my choices.

Anyway, here are the flowers. We keep it pushing. On Day 6, I have flowers and a sandwich, and I’m about to sit my happy ass down and watch some Dimension 20. Love you, mean it.

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