Our life is what our thoughts make it. Marcus Aurelius
I agree with Marcus. When I have to do something that I don’t want to do and have negative thoughts, the experience is usually less than pleasant. But if I keep my thoughts positive, all is well. And it was the case yesterday.
I had a doctor’s appointment for my yearly wellness visit. The visit was with a new doctor. Not just new to me but recently finished with school and training. (She could be my granddaughter!) At first, I wondered if it was a good idea to see someone with so little experience. The practice does have several other doctors with experience and, I am sure they are there to help if needed. So, I went with a pretty positive attitude.
You know what! For the first time in a long time, I saw a doctor who spent more than ten minutes with me. I was in the exam room for forty minutes! She asked a lot of questions and listened to me. Then she asked if I had any questions. I did have a few. She listened to me and answered each one. She made some suggestions, and there will be another visit in a couple of months to follow up with those.
Today I am thinking, wondering and writing about habits.
We all have habits, some are good some are bad. It’s a fact that we all have both kinds of habits. I imagine that most of our habits are good. Those things we do all the time because we like doing them, they give pleasure and make us happy, make the people around us happy. There are things we do simply because they need to be done to keep clean and neat and healthy or to help others because we care about them. You know, good things that come from our hearts.
Then there are those bad habits that somehow become a part of life. They may not be things that break laws or hurt people but they can be troublesome. They aren’t necessarily awful things but if we are honest with ourselves we know they aren’t nice or just stuff that wastes time. Things that we tell ourselves are okay because they aren’t hurting anyone except maybe ourself. Although, when they hurt us then the ones who care about us hurt.
What I really want to know is: Why is it so hard to develop good habits and so easy develop bad habits? Why is it so easy to break good habits and so hard to break the bad ones? Why do good habits often seem boring and bad habits seem so fun?
Why am I thinking, wondering and writing about good and bad habits? Because I had a good habit that I started in January. That habit was walking 3-4 miles everyday! Well, except Sundays. That’s a day of rest, you know.
So, I had that good habit until sometime in July. It was near 100* most days with humidity in the 90’s. Even if I tried walking at 7 -7:30 in the morning I was a hot mess after just a few blocks and felt sick. So I didn’t walk most of July and all of August. It was still hot in September and my good habit was broken. Since October I have been walking a couple days a week except when I find an excuse not to.
I need my good habit back! No one can get it back for me, I have to do it myself. I will work on it…I’m not sure when but soon, I think.
I will write a story that will be truth or tale.
Some stories will be 100% truth (or close to it) others will be 100% tale.
Most will be a little bit of both.
You can decide where the story belongs.
It was a matter of life and death.
It was important that she ask the right questions.
It was also important that she understand the answers.
She took a deep breath;
Who was your best friend in elementary school? Linda until we moved and I went to another school then I don’t think I had a best friend. I remember friends but no best friend.
What things could people do for you on a really bad day that would really help you? If it is at work I would like people to forget I am there. Don’t bother me, don’t ask me questions, answer the phone and take messages. If I am at home make me a meal and leave me alone.
If you could make a 15-second speech to the entire world, what would you say? Stop fighting and listen to each other. That is the only way to peace.
Would you rather be an amazing dancer or an amazing singer? I would be happy with either but if I have to makea choice it would be to be an amazing singer.
Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? I am grateful that I could stay home when I was sick, had nothing that had to be done and that I felt better in a couple of days.
I am looking forward to seeing a friend I don’t see often, going shopping with another friend and listening to a wonderful pianist who lives where I do play for the residents.
So tell me where does time go? And why is it going wherever it goes faster now than it used to? Is just because I am older? I know I am not busier than I was when I was young.
It is now about seven o’clock. I have been up twelve hours. I went for a walk, did some cleaning (sort of), talked to a couple of friends on the phone, ate, played with the cats, set up tomorrow’s In other Words, read the paper and did the puzzles, read and responded to emails, took a nap…just stuff. Doesn’t seem like twelve hours of stuff, does it?
So, where did the time go? My ditzy mind wants to know.
Here is something I don’t understand. Well, there is a lot I don’t understand but for now I will focus on one thing.
Why are good habits so hard to establish and bad habits so easily made routine? and Why are good habits so easy to let go of and bad habits so hard to remove? and Why are we so often reminded about our bad habits and rarely told about our good habits? and Why do good habits seem so dull and bad habits so fun?