Day 34: One Thing Isn’t Everything

Wow, did I sleep well last night. I was so tired all day yesterday (Monday, am I right?) that I crashed out at 8:30 and slept soundly through the night.

Because of that exhaustion, I didn’t empty the dishwasher last night. I didn’t do it Sunday, either. The sink is full of dirty dishes. I really need to get this done.

I was so beat yesterday, though. And Sunday was… Well, that’s a different story. I meant to do it yesterday, though, and I didn’t get it done. And because I didn’t do that one thing, I’m having to fight the urge to think of the day as an utter failure. Because I didn’t do that one thing, I feel like I didn’t do anything yesterday. I label myself as lazy and slovenly, because I didn’t feel like dealing with the dishes.

It’s patently untrue. I am not lazy or slovenly and my day was not a total waste. First of all, my place looks great. It’s just that it was Monday, and I haven’t been sleeping well lately, and I was exhausted and decided to cut myself a little slack. It is not appropriate or healthy to attempt to redefine my opinion of myself based on not doing the dishes once.

Secondly, there are a number of things I did get done yesterday that are worthy of a pat on the back.

I walked on the treadmill. I went to the supermarket. I planned out all my meals for the week.

In fact, while I’m still doing the macro diet (IIFYM-like, but I’m doing it on my own), I hit a plateau with it. Instead of giving up, I decided to try tweaking my strategy. I changed up my ratios and adjusted my calorie intake. Planning out my meals for the week was a project, because I was doing it in a new way. It was pretty satisfying, actually.

So really, it was a good, productive Monday. But even if it weren’t, there’s no reasons to call myself names for it.

Today after work, I’ll get the dishes done and prep a batch of skinnytaste turkey white bean chili so it can go in the slow cooker tomorrow morning. I’ll do the Tody tasks I intended to do on Sunday, as well.

It won’t be easy. I’ve found as I continue these domestic endeavors that I generally don’t get much done on weeknights. I didn’t do much on Sunday though, so I’m behind and it’s bothering me.

The solution? Incentives.

I’ve been wanting to see the movie “Little Women” really badly but haven’t been able to justify making time for it. If I get my chores done tonight I’m going to go see it after work tomorrow.

I’m proud of myself for thinking of rewarding myself like this. I’m proud that I walked yesterday. I’m proud that I’ve taken care of my meals for the week and I will nourish myself in yummy, healthy ways.

Not doing the dishes last night doesn’t define who I am and it doesn’t require a grand judgment about how the day went.

They’re just dishes. My day and I are so much more than that.

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