Whining and dining
Friday, March 28, 2008
These two activities seem to be what I have been doing recently: eating too much and whining instead of buckling down and getting things done. The result is that I don't feel any better for all that whining and I feel further behind than my usual behind feeling and also although I have not faced the scale, I know that it has gone up more numbers than I would like to think.
It's hard for me to accept the fact that I have to do things I don't want to do. I know I am 47 years old and I should have learned this by now, but I haven't. Yes, I have done things that should have required me to learn this--like playing a musical instrument professionally and writing a dissertation. But I didn't. Those things weren't like work. What is work to me is keeping the house clean, following through on things at work (I'm great at getting things started...), keeping the house clean, doing paperwork for the church, keeping the house clean, doing paperwork for our household, and oh, did I mention keeping the house clean? Having been a flybaby (flylady.net), I have decluttered and decluttered and that is the only thing keeping the governor from sending FEMA to this house.
I am really good at coming up with systems, including systems of life management. They even work for periods of time--even as long as a month. But let something happen, like an acute fibro day, and everything seems to go out the window and I feel like I have to start over, and I feel like I have lost any ground that I gained.
Okay, enough whining. I told myself I would confess to all of you what is going on. Now I'll get back to those dishes.