Excuses
Hello, all.
Why am I posting Tuesday’s Baby Steps on Thursday? Well, I could give you a lot of excuses – after all, when you are making excuses any excuse will do. But, you and I are being truthful with each other. I have been depressed.
I didn’t realize the truth until yesterday. I have been eating fast food for two days and blaming it on being extra busy taking friends to doctor’s appointments and getting things done for a church retreat that begins tomorrow. I had let my kitchen chores slide – telling myself that I would get to them later and that I was just too tired to put away groceries or wash the few dishes in my sink. And while I was on vacation, the ceiling in my downstairs bathroom had developed a leak – a bad one. So, I found myself sitting in my recliner, eating, and bemoaning my life.
I finally made myself get up and put away my groceries. With a clean kitchen counter I decided it wouldn’t take too much time to wash the few dishes in my sink before I headed back to my place of refuge, my recliner. After all, I was missing all of the old T.V. reruns of sitcoms from the 90’s. To be honest, it did not take even a half hour to completely clean my kitchen, including wiping down the stove top and throwing out some veggies that had gone really, really bad.
The next day when I got up I went to the kitchen for my breakfast and was delighted to grab something healthy – everything was right where it should be and fixing something was so easy. Then when I was out taking a friend on another appointment, I was able to turn down the fast food because I knew I had something better waiting at home in my clean kitchen where I could get to it easily.
What sets off these bouts of depression? There are lots of factors but the results are usually the same. I let things slide, blame myself and decide to self medicate with fast food. Luckily, this time I snapped out of it faster than usual. I am beginning to recognize the clues quicker.
So, what is my baby step for today? Keep a clean kitchen. Don’t let having no counter space or too many dirty dishes wreck all of your progress. I know that I am not the only one who does this. What about you? What do you let wreck your good intentions?
My Mother always said she enjoyed starting her day with a clean kitchen. It made the rest of her day go smoothly. Now I know what she means. It is a pleasure to turn on the kitchen light in the morning and know that all is in its’ place and ready for me to tackle my day the right way – the healthy way.
Bye for now,
Debbie