I found this brake pad along my first walkabout since current events made life weird. I picked it up with gloves to feel its weight. This is a neglected object I most surely would have taken home with me years ago… It, along with a take-one-leave-one book kiosk or free library, reminded me that it’s up to us to decide how we want to control our hoarding tendencies or even how we live our lives.
I think people hate being bored or idle because they don’t know what to do. What if you were given an obligation-free 30 seconds? 5 minutes? 1 hour? How would you spend that time to serve your short-term and long-term goals? Most people would probably just check their smartphones, idly scroll through social media, and complain about being bored. I used to do that, too. Then I realized, “hey, wait, if I don’t act now, I’ll never succeed.”
With this whole work-from-home thing, as part of our self-quarantined lock-down COVID-19 situation, one would think, cool! As a writer, I need time in isolation to write. Fantastic! Right? Unfortunately, there have been some external and internal stressors that have made this more stressful than, honestly, it is necessary. The long arms of micromanagement extend especially far into work-from-home environments where, well, it’s easy to let that consume me and easy to consume more calories…
I’d forgotten about this since I moved and had to put the old rower into storage, but what I used to love doing was just counting my rows as I rowed. There’s a meditative quality to clearing out the space that would otherwise be cluttered with good or bad thoughts with something like counting rows. My rowing machine’s monitor records these stats so there’s no necessity anymore, but it’s nice, perhaps, for making rowing count.
I was asked recently about my long-term plans within the company by my supervisor. I’m in a stressful, high turn-over role where people often get promoted into other roles. I said I was going to be staying put for right now to focus on my health. I’d rather advance myself than advance my career within any company, just because my role within the company can change suddenly, but my own resilience should be less fickle.
“I never read…!” “I just read one page at a time.” “I can never find the time…!” “I read right when I wake up, so I get it out of the way.” “I just can never find the time…” Along with scheduling the time to read, having dedicated space and specific reading plans are important for reading success. Since I tend to adapt to certain environments, if I have a space for reading, I’ll read.
“Oh, this one? You have to get one more book to go over $5…” She motioned her eyes seductively. “Oh, really…?” I wasn’t interested in purchasing any books and had just gone in to use a coupon good for one free book. “Lemme see. No. Just ring ‘im up.” The transaction was over and after that, my free book, and first new book acquisition in months felt also like a study in subtle manipulation in sales.
While I couldn’t currently move my stuff into a 1-bedroom apartment, studio or efficiency, if we equate decluttering to fitness, I’ve recently made significant good short-term victories for downsizing the apartment-mansion. Buying this Wingull gashapon recently might seem materialistically regressive, but it, along with the Pignite, represent my sort of Nuzlocke (see examples) attitude toward objects. Rather than clutter my mind with choices, I make one choice, then discard it if it doesn’t work out.
“I hope you do something nice for yourself. Other than reading, writing, or rowing.” “I was thinking of drinking an unhealthy amount of energy drinks. Otherwise, I had thought of doing things in Seattle or elsewhere, but nothing was appealing. ” I had been anticipating my birthday for a few weeks. I wanted to prepare myself to do whatever I wanted when I woke up. Explore the city on a nice summer day? Or do nothing?
When I moved furniture for minimal wage, we estimated the two densest things to move: textiles, then books. Bundles of rolled-up carpet were only beat by furniture. Large boxes of books might not seem bad until you have to move it a few times or the fatigue kicks in. All the boxes I’m using for books are smaller than around 12″ width, 12″ height, and 12″ depth. You never know who’ll give you a hand. Strong or otherwise.