Decided to be happy and optimistic and it actually worked

That was a little weird. I had set my alarm half an hour earlier so that my morning would go smoother and that worked, so yeah! I did wake up in a weirdly bad mood, just general meh. Husband and I had a nice conversation over breakfast about the things that are stressing us out and how we both look forward to and dread summer break. Also, about our expectations and about that feeling when you start finally taking care of things that have been left unattended for a long time but after you feel worse because you see how much there is still to do.

And about the old favorite, not being able to start a task, no matter how small.

While we were talking I was first knitting and when I reached a point where I had to look up how to proceed I switched to darning in ends instead. Which made me feel better. The striped cardigan I’m knitting will have many, many ends and I really dislike weaving them in so taking care of them as soon as possible in small batches is really the best tactic.

While knitting I started re-reading a post I had saved about „How to get more energy“ which is actually helpful even if it annoyingly starts out with „Do the obvious trio“ which is sleep, exercise and healthy food. And that led me to another post on the same blog (the author not only does click-bait-y titles well, he will also crosslink everything and he is very entertaining) about „a fun way to be more successful“.

Again, very entertaining and there was an embedded video that I listened to while doing the dishes. Anyway, the way to be more successful is to be happy and optimistic. Easy.

So I decided to be happy and optimistic and strangely enough it actually worked. I washed my bathing suit and a bra by hand, started a load of laundry and felt very good even when walking and running around the fields. Well, mostly the woods which was good because it was starting to get rather hot again.

By the way, the point where I usually feel like I’ll keel over and drop dead seems to be when my heartbeat is around 138 bpm for the first running interval of the day and after that it’s somewhere around 142 or so. Which is funny because I am pretty sure my heart can take quite a bit more. I mean, I’m not that old and I am not exactly unfit. (I never quite know how to judge that, though, do I compare myself to average people my age or to my own potential, and how can I even know what’s possible?

Anyways, I’m pretty sure I will be able to run faster and longer in the not too distant future. My feet are acting up again, intermittently, and it feels like that is more of a muscle tension issue than an actual overload one.

I’ll spare you the picture I took because while I did feel extra happy during that run I really didn’t manage to catch that in the photo. But the rye in the field has been harvested:

I came back home ten minutes before lunchtime (new record) and startled my husband because he hadn’t heard the door. Lunch was almost ready so I grated some cheese and then hopped in the shower before lunch.

Those zucchini were delicious, fresh from the garden. Same for the carrots.

Conversation at lunch was also very nice and my husband who had been in a bad mood all morning as well had also decided to flip a switch which was very nice for both of us.

I used my short break before teaching to eat some chocolate, read, play a game, hang up laundry and refill two fountain pens. (That is the thing with not having time, it’s often not true, it’s just that there is no energy to switch tasks).

I taught a student, then used a one-hour break to read stuff on the internet, sort through the receipts we collected for taxes and made a list of my husband’s income last year.

Then I taught another student, had another short break that I used to play the first batch of singles on a spindle while watching the Tour de France:

Then I taught two more students, found out that the webinar about email automation I wanted to attend was rescheduled to today, agreed with the boy to move bodyweight training to earlier and did that and then I ate dinner.

I then briefly talked with my husband who had been teaching late, then with the boy, all while trying to start writing this post. I have new alarms for my evening routine and they were all merrily going off while I was still on the blog post part.

Still I managed some Duolingo, a few exercises for my feet, knitting, watching a bit of C-drama and then I went to bed.

I’m really hoping today will be another happy and optimistic day because those are more fun than the pessimistic and unhappy ones.