Pray Tell, week! What were the Haps? is my now-official (it’s official!) mini-practice of saying goodbye to the week, in an acknowledging + reviewing + closing ritual sort of way. A kind of weekly chapter in the Book of Me that I’ll be attempting to do every Sunday, in an attempt to learn useful things from the stuff that worked and the stuff that didn’t work so well.
I think I may have settled on the title formatting. Yay funny brackets.
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Pray Tell, week! What were the Haps?
- Doing Hullo, week, which gave my otherwise all-over-the-place week some sense of routine and keeping-it-togetherness.
- Arranging a big walk up the hill with the lovely Elizabeth. It seems company is what makes doing physical activity move from the vague possibility realm into actually happening. Very useful to know! And we have a walk planned for the coming week too, hurrah!
- Jumping up and down in an 80′s aerobics video sort of way when I was feeling all mentally heavy and stuckified.
- Doing the washing-up in the evening: totally worth it to avoid the depressingness of coming in to a messy kitchen first thing in the morning. Remember this!
- Ordering and filing. I forget how therapeutic I find this, possibly because I think it makes me the boringest, most uncreative person in the world. But, what can I say, I likes me a tidy system.
- Getting a stack of books out of the library. Why do I constantly forget how much better I feel for having a few good reads on the go?
What didn’t work so much?
- Long trips to town. Not yet sure exactly where the cut-off point for too long is, but it seems somewhere around the two-hour mark. Or maybe it’s not so much a time thing as an activity thing? Needs more investigating.
- Not being prepared (with snacks) for low blood sugar moments. This is a very not good thing and it would be advised to put maximum attention into how to avoid this scenario happening again in the future.
- Back-to-back arranging of two mildly-stressful things, which, as the time approached, led to overwhelm and panic. Not good!
- Lack of heart-rate-raising physical activity. Last week‘s firewood stacking and this week’s hill-walking has shown me just how much better things are when I’ve spent a good amount of time getting sweaty and out of breath. (Not that way, since, strangely, it doesn’t seem to have that effect. Go figure.)
Noticing how useful a thing it is for me to understand things and give them a name, and also how this isn’t true for everyone (even though Categorizer Me finds this hard to believe).
Noticing how far I’ve come, even though there were many times when I didn’t understand or have a name for my experience.
Noticing how delicious it is when the things I love doing are helpful to other people – a very different feeling helping someone with something that isn’t particularly interesting to me.
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Well, hi there.
Want to play/acknowledge/review/close the week with me? Or just notice a bunch of things? Or admit your love of filing in a safe, understanding environment?
Though just saying hi is also adored by me. And waving hello at the computer screen is equally welcome.
And, as always, the usual culture-stuff: we’re all working with our stuff (including me), and we give each other space and love to do it in. No advices unless asked for + noticing where our stuff gets triggered + not throwing our stuff at other people = safe space to explore. Hurrah for safe spaces!