The Tyranny of To Dos in Everyday Ramblings

I haven’t been out further than my patio since yesterday morning before the snow to walk up and down the local public stairway to get my Fitbit floors in.

The plan was that it was supposed to start raining, (you know rain?) by this morning and get above freezing. It is getting close to noon and it is still super icy out there. No trip to the grocery as planned for this princess.

This icy weather brings out a kind of anxiety in me that is very intense. I suppose I can think of it as a challenge and an opportunity to use the tools of my yogic practices to deal with it.

I probably won’t make it to the grocery until tomorrow. Last year, or the year before I went on a thaw day like today taking my trek poles and was positively traumatized by the experience. I am not doing that again.

There are options. I can hire a car or a taxi or even have Amazon Prime Now deliver.

Last night I was concerned that I would be restless just curled up in bed for three hours with the cats and my cell phone, iPad mini on battery and a couple of magazines as I turned off and unplugged all my electronic equipment (including access to the Internet) for Flextime but much to my astonishment I became more relaxed than I have been in weeks in my dark little cocoon with one light on in the whole place.

It is all about letting go.

Letting go of plans. Letting go of expectations. Letting go of goals that all of a sudden become unachievable.

Where Kes and Most Honorable and my brother (who was told he doesn’t need surgery after all but can’t bear any weight on his hard cast for four weeks) live they barely had any snow and no significant ice.

Here it is a positive skating ring out there. A dangerous one.

I need to settle on a new hair salon and get my hair cut. But not now. I need to get Saint Joe’s Christmas present. But not now. I need to finalize arrangements with the new yoga studio. But not now.

I need to lose the 3 ½ pounds I put on this year because of not being able to eat normally and feel full and hit my Fitbit step goal for the day.

Right now all I need to do is finish up my workday. Feed the cats and myself and stop fretting!

It will all work out. It will. Tell me it will.

Last updated December 09, 2016