I woke up at 5:30 today. My fit bit tells me I got 3 hours and 25 minutes of sleep, but I think it started tracking later than it should have. (I am a super restless sleeper, apparently.) I have an online workshop to throw myself into after Lorelei takes a nap. Our Echo Dot will remind me to do my second yoga session after 1 (yoga videos on an app are super convenient for making schedules).
Technology is neat.
My problem with stats is that I have trouble breaking away from them. I obsess. I started using Habitica in August, and I haven’t missed a day of using it since then. It doesn’t help me get anything new done, and I don’t use it to track my more difficult routines (like my bedtime routine) because there are too many steps involved and it’s already really deeply ingrained anyway. I don’t use it for one-off tasks, work schedules, meal planning, my workout routines – all of that goes into my bullet journal or my health planner. I keep doing it to check boxes and get experience points. Lather, rinse, repeat. It literally adds nothing of value to my life at this point, and I should probably let it go.
I’ve been on a purge this year. I think about what healthy relationships, positive relationships, restorative relationships should look like, and I cut out the rest. I don’t mind being a shoulder for people, or always being the first to reach out, or only talking once every year. I do mind the drain of negativity and cruelty. I used to thrive on being unkind, but now seeing that behavior in myself just makes me turn that anger inward, and I don’t need reasons to involve myself in that cycle. I would rather just let it go.
Kindness has become a precious commodity that I guess a lot of people hoard for themselves and the people closest to them. Those are not my kind of folks. I prefer those who give kindness freely, even when it might not be comfortable or convenient for them.
Why hold onto anything that doesn’t enhance your enjoyment of life?