It’s day 3 today. Things today that come to mind are how my days are packed with way more things that bring a sense of satisfaction. I am certainly much busier, but my head feels clearer. I’m back to consistent 5 am wake up times, which makes me feel more tired at the end of the day, but my head remains clear.
It’s always good to have a reminder of how horrible I can be with time management. I can relate to ye’ ol’ adage: ‘Idle hands are the Devil’s workshop’. For me, the Devil’s workshop is a place of lament, pity parties are the old parties to attend, and surprise, surprise…I’m absolutely miserable.
I thrive when I am in routine, following a schedule, and checking things of the list.
Oddly (just kidding, it’s not surprising at all, but when I’m in the Devil’s workshop my head is so far up my ass that all I can see is..well..my ass.), when I’m thriving, I notice that other people around are more upbeat. Maybe because I’m not looking at them like I want to chew their heads off because of my self loathing.
I’ve come to realize that my life is one big, giant reflection of the choices I make. Not Jon, not friends, not family, not work, not patients. Everything good or bad is a result of ME. Full stop. No excuses.
Here is a picture of my treatment table in Lundar. The sunset was so beautiful, my windows were open at the end of September and a beautiful warm breeze was coming into the clinic.I felt a lot of gratitude being able to have to job that I do.