I have two hours to myself and no pressing jobs. Yes, the kitchen is a mess and I could have used some of that to clean it. Instead, I chose to not do anything “constructive”. Perhaps I am learning to let go.
I will recap my new year resolutions and see how I’ve been faring so far.
1. Weight loss efforts. I have not checked my weight, and don’t want to, but I have been fairly diligent about the health part of it. I have cut down sugar considerably, and portions sizes too. There were three transgressions though – the yearly cultural fest was on over the past three days and we bought dinner from the food stalls thrice. Yes, I ate a lot more than I should have, but it’s ok. I don’t want to stand around myself with a whip in my hand.
2. Neural health. I have still not worked out a plan to preserve my neurons. To my credit, I have been working on deadlines, and all that science writing must have flexed my neurons well enough. Still, I need to start doing something. Ideas are welcome.
3. Mindfulness. I have been trying on and off, but not yet in the levels that I did a few years ago. Again, it’s ok. I don’t want to start on fourth gear and stall. Slow is ok.
4. Compassion. Dang, I forgot all about that. Must start.
5. Work. Yes, have been working on stuff I love. I did take up a small assignment of editing, but this was a continuation of an earlier work, so I didn’t want to pass it on. It’s going to get crazy busy from tomorrow, what with the Pongal festivities adding to the work load. Oh well, I’ve done it before, and I’ll do it again.
6. Asking for help. I am such an idiot. I can’t bring myself to do it. Mmm..must.
7. I will do a kind act every day. I will not record it here.
My state has banned the use of disposable plastics and I am thrilled. I carry a jolna bag (a cloth sling bag) everywhere I go. Even at the food stalls, I took boxes with me to pack the food and bring home, rather than have them pack in their bags. Felt extremely proud of myself
I don’t need anything big to make me ecstatically happy, you know.
The three day festival of Pongal starts tomorrow. I intend to celebrate it. Tomorrow, I hope to make Boli.
My grandmother was admitted in the hospital, from which she never returned, on this day three years ago. Remembering her.
Happy Pongal to all who celebrate.