The Yes Diet

This week I’m eating more carbs, and meat, and even processed sugar type treats (mainly organic fruit popsicles, and the dark chocolate chips I pick out of Ax’s leftover morning pancakes which are  deliciously partly melted and full of antioxidants, and otherwise going to waste, so.  

Plus Europeans eat chocolate for breakfast and are all thin and gorgeous and chic and hot, so.  So.  So chocolate for breakfast, doing my bizarre back wiggle wiggle wiggle routine and my online resilience training thing and back on blog track and feeling great.  Fabulous even, if you want to know the truth.  Fabulous even with the back thing, and the foot thing and also just being a human being right now, here. 

One factor that’s helping is  I’ve started this new diet, it’s a “Yes Diet.”  Just trying it for a week, one day at a time.  

I’m using my willpower to restrict the Yesses I give to activities other than my basic baseline daily-do’s plus keeping the homestead running on minimal goals — no extra credit-seeking.  So that’s like, maintaining basic hygiene standards, nutritional inputs, getting to and from school and regularly scheduled activities (No Extras or One Offs) No Volunteering for New Stuff beyond existing commitments.  For a week.

Basically, I’ve been fairly discombobulated and it doesn’t feel good.  And I want to feel good.  So I gotta — I get to — re-focus on what I know works to get me grounded, baby-step style, and work on re-establishing that before I pile on more.

And BTW the back wiggling and the resilience stuff is already more, compared to say, last year’s basics, and they’re working, meaning making me feel better, so I’m keeping those.  

And everything else is presumed deleterious unless proven otherwise.  And if something shows up and can get through the filter of presumed distraction and proves to be helpful to me feeling my me-ness, then great.  But I’m pretty full.  I’m at capacity.  

That’s the Yes Diet.  Edit edit edit what gets to get added on, who gets to get added in, and then enjoy what emerges in the space.

Like yesterday I had two things I was maybe kinda wanting to do, coulda, shoulda done, and was debating which one to do and then realized I could do neither.  And I did neither.  Neither!!!  

And Ax and I spent an hour watching a dragonfly in our backyard try to extract itself from a spiderweb high in a tree.  We had a good long talk about it all, rooting for the dragonfly while making peace with the fact that it might just have been its time.  Marveling that the squirrel didn’t even seem to notice it.  And it was definitely too high up to help untangle, even with a broomstick.  And like that.  For an hour.  Amazing.

So I’m not saying I won’t schedule anything, but it’s gonna have to top the kinda magic that pops up when I’m doing me and leaving room for my life, my mom-life, to bloom, undirected.  I’m gonna keep going.

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