I recently decided to take Matt Cutts’ challenge to try something new for 30 days. (Video after the break.)
I like the idea of making small, deliberate changes that have a big impact on my life.
This week I decided to make the goal to go to sleep bed by 10:30 and wake up at 6:30 on weekdays. The purpose of my goal is to provide myself with more productive “me time.”
Early mornings are great for studying, exercising, eating a healthy breakfast, and ultimately, starting the day off on the right foot.
Last night I met my goal. Well, sort of.
I was in bed at 10:30, but ended up laying there… awake… till past midnight.
When my alarm went off at 6:15 this morning, I cringed. I was SO tired. I ended up laying there in that brain-mode that hovers between asleep and awake for almost a solid hour.
Needless to say, it was not the productive morning I had hoped for. I am going to continue trying, though. Maybe after a few days, my body will submit, and agree that it needs to sleep earlier so it can log its essential 8 hours of rest.
“Anything’s possible if you’ve got enough nerve. I was determined to try. I was determined to try because, frankly, my life was such a mess at this point, what - what was the worst that could happen? Everyone turn me down? Big deal.”—J.K. Rowling (Rowling began writing Harry Potter on welfare and around the same time as the death of her mother.)
“Don’t be discouraged when you don’t see eye-to-eye with your spouse. Where there is no disagreement, no annoyance, no resistance, there is no opportunity for sacrifice. If we love only what is pleasing to us in our spouse, we are loving only our preferences.”—Love the One You’re With
Maybe the sun will shine today, the clouds will blow away. Maybe I won’t feel so afraid. I will try to understand either way.
Maybe you still love me. Maybe you don’t. Either you will or you won’t. Maybe you just need some time alone.
I will try to understand, everything has it’s plan. Either way, I’m gonna stay right for you.
Dear & the Headlights - Try
Straighten out my shoulders for my mother and mirrors. The overcompensation for a posture I’m dying to know.
Feeling like a kid selling ten dollar chocolates, Reciting all my rehearsed lines to closing doors.
Thought a change of scenery could make me feel better. I moved 400 miles away, and I’m still staring at the floor.
I’m feelin’ useless as a mime in a counseling session. Here’s a million mute expressions, here’s the one where I choke on my words…
The Format - If Work Permits
Sometimes, when sailors are sailing they think twice about where they’re anchoring. And I think, I could make better use of my time on land. I’ll drink less, ‘cause lord knows I could use a warm kiss instead of a cold goodbye. I’m writing the folks back home to tell them, “Hey, I’m doing alright!”