Slow down! Simplify, savor, prioritize, preserve sanity. These words pervade my thoughts, lately.
I returned from my two-week PNW foray feeling fresh and relaxed. Then I went work and , scapula laced together, my shoulders obscured my ears and my neck throbbed with pain. How do I relax?
Two week road trips aren’t in the cards on a routine basis.
I’ve been thinking about this a lot, lately.
Here’s a couple of strategies I’m trying out:
- Bike and walk more often for basic needs. Library/groceries/farmers market/hiking trails/numerous eateries/work are all within a 2-3 mile bike ride. I figure ditching the car will keep me closer to home and simplify errand days.
- Go to bed by 10 on work nights. Maybe I’ll read for 15-30 minutes. The norm is to stumble into work at 0700, coffee in hand, breakfast scarfed en route. Really…I can do better than that.
- Switch to a 90 minute per month massage from a 60. My cherished massage therapist Adam moved. I felt the world spinning. I’ve since found Nancy after a few others that just didn’t fit. She’s the bomb!
- Drink two Nalgene bottles worth of water at work per day. Sounds silly but going 12+ hours on coffee and a token cup of water is just not OK.
- Adhere to a 15 minute routine per day, no matter how tired I am, devoted to stretching my rubber band muscles and troublesome knee/lower back issues. This will do wonders. I’ve been too lazy in this department.
And the biggie, revisit the goal to KNIT EVERY DAY! I’m at about a 50/50 state.
Send me some virtual support, Peoples. I could use it. Any tips?
Today I stash dove and planned out Christmas gifts (getting closer, fellow knitters!), projects needing completion and a few I’d like to start. Fighting the urge to madly cast on three new projects I completed one gauge swatch and blocked a birthday gift. But that turned out really wonky and will require a bit of ripping and re-doing. “It’ll block out” just didn’t happen. Why am I not surprised?
Here’s the array I played with:
It’s a big pile. Much sits next to me in the living room right now, dis-obeying the rule to corral future projects in an orderly fashion in the closet to prevent an overwhelming sense of chaos, detracting from the project at hand.
I am a fickle knitter.