Today is just one of those days where you wake up and realize that not too much is going to happen because you just don’t have the energy. Last night, I had a friend spend the night and probably stayed up too late, but changing my meds probably doesn’t help much, I don’t think either.
Mom mentioned something this morning about my goals for the day which had been to work on a workbook and reformat my hard drive. I hadn’t done either, but started to list what I had done: got out of bed, got dressed, laid on the couch, slid off onto the floor, etc. By the time I was done, I had quite a list of little things I had done and I realized that sometimes it is the little thing that matters more than accomplishing one big project.
For example, today, my accomplishment is making a loaf of bread, because that seems to be the only thing I did. But if you look at the little things I did today: getting out of bed, getting dressed, making breakfast, eating breakfast, brushing my teeth, and the list goes on…even the simplest task I completed becomes a miniature goal and accomplishment in itself.
If only we would remember to look at these small things as accomplishments, rather than mudane, requirements, perhaps we could all go to bed feeling we’ve accomplished something. An accomplishment doesn’t have to be big. Now if only I could remember this…