Backtracking, Gratitude, and a Little More

It is currently about 10pm. I am in my bed, in my pajamas. It's a strange life when choosing to go to bed early feels empowering. It makes me realize just how little I take care of myself. There are parties to go to, and people to go out with, and theater to see tonight, and I am going to bed. I cooked some food, watched some Star Trek, and did a little housework, and that is all. My excuse for not hanging out is extremely lame, and I just don't care. I also had a nap this afternoon, when I was supposed to be planning the evening and doing the housework.

Nov. 12: Today I am grateful for naps.

Unfortunately, I missed posting the last 3 days in Gratitude Practice. I've been running myself ragged, a thing that happens when I get depressed. But even though I missed the strict letter of the discipline (and even though that's a very valuable part), I did think every day of things to be grateful for. I did keep the discipline in my heart.

Nov. 9: I was grateful to have a strong working body, and a very cool boss.

Nov. 10: I was grateful for a pleasant and productive time in the theater, and for being let out early.

Nov. 11: I was grateful for Paul, who bought me beer and chicken, and let me sleep on his couch when I was too tired and depressed to try to take the train back home to my wretched empty apartment.

Now I am going to sleep for 8 hours, and get a whole bunch of more stuff done tomorrow. Ways to feel better: sleep, take vitamins, exercise. I intend to do all of these.