Distractions are simply my thing. I have learned to embrace them as they come throughout my day and how to manage them as much as humanly possible. They are more welcomed when there are things that I am not wanting to do and especially when there are things that I want to avoid like the plague but there is one thing that I struggle with more than distractions and that is fatigue. A fatigue that is so powerful that it makes me feel physically ill; my body aches and I just want to sleep. When I feel this fatigue coming on, I first start examining my diet, what have I been eating, drinking, how much exercise have I been getting, what time of the month is it, have I experienced stress in excess? All these things play a role in how my body feels and behaves. One thing I have not ever considered is something I just learned about this morning. It is called decision fatigue. It must be one of those things that I must have known deep down in my subconscious because for the last few years I have avoided making decisions as much as possible and at this moment I almost feel like it was a simple way that I had to be self-preserving. For instance, it took me a good six months to buy a car, almost a full year to buy my first house and six weeks to make sure that my future cat was the right cat for me. When my friends started noticing and making fun of me for my long and tortuous decision-making skills, my first thought was these things are all tied to long term decisions. I do not like buying cars, houses or cats. These things should be the things that are pretty much constant for me but in the last few years, making even simple decisions became more and more of a chore in everyday life. I began to take on the same routines, routes to work, food that I eat. About a month ago I decided that I was going to try different things at restaurants because the truth of the matter is they would not be in business if they only had “one” great meal on their menus… Right?
One of the habits I used to do when I had to get up and “go” to work was plan my wardrobe for the week. I would place what I would wear in order for the week and that was one thing I did not have to think about in the morning. One less thing to think about, make a decision on, stress over… So now that I am changing up some of my old routines, trying new things, you know, living on the edge, I think it could have possibly been what sent me over the edge this past week! Granted, my stress level was very high due to my phone being stolen, traveling, having a monthly visitor, the anniversary of my mother’s passing and trying to code so I can start producing at my new job. Could picking out my daily wardrobe just been the one little thing that brought me down? Or is this just a perfectly good excuse to rearrange my closet? Either way my point is that planning some things seems to be very important when it comes to maintaining daily stress and maybe it isn’t so important to go changing everything so quickly. I am learning to embrace my boring little routines today and learning to be grateful for them.
Much Love Much Life