two summers ago, after acknowledging the first anniversary of our mom’s death, my sister declared it was the summer of “yes”! and we were to say yes to anything and everything…(resist the urge to take this to a sexual place although after writing that last sentence… i went there too!)… and that summer, 2009, was UNBELIEVABLY difficult. the yesses didn’t lead to so much fun. some fun, sure! but all fun.. no way! it was a let down.
i found being compelled to say yes constantly caused me lots of (extra) stress…manifesting in my worst panic attack i’ve ever had. (oh goodie, there’s always the opportunity for another!)
i don’t do well with (added) pressure to be happy/live/do/thrive/succeed/enjoy/etc.
so this summer, 2011, i am declaring the summer of “maybe”… maybe i’ll go out a bit. maybe ill eat healthfully. maybe i’ll eat pizza. maybe i’ll embrace all the professional changes around me. maybe i’ll laugh a lot. maybe i’ll make new friends. maybe i’ll start to bake again. maybe i will blog my food intake daily (see daily food blog). maybe i’ll judge myself less. maybe i’ll judge others less. maybe i’ll be nicer. maybe i will have a good time.
maybe i won’t be concerned with outcomes for a while and maybe i will just live a day at a time. really. doing my best along with everyone else who’s doing their best.
maybe i will find a way to go to sleep at a reasonable hour. and maybe i will stay asleep for a reasonable amount of time.
i like this idea. summer of “maybe”.
what kind of summer are you having?
ps: another tales from the treadmill: