When I got back from my trip to Haiti this past spring, I promised myself that I would slow the hell down and not spend so much time rushing from place to place that I forget what the cloud look like, what my iced coffee tastes like.
As soon as I stepped off the plane, smack dab into a brand-new high-stress (albeit awesome times infinity) new job, that promise I so sincerely made to myself fell to pieces. I’ve cut my social schedule down to about nil, my plants on my kitchen windowsill have long since disintegrated in a show of neediness (who has the lifestyle that permits watering their plants EVERY DAY? not this girl.) and I eat a majority of granola-bar-heavy breakfasts, lunches, and dinners either sitting at my desk while at a conference call, or running down the street, catching the subway to my next shoot.
This Wednesday, I am making it a personal challenge to sit down and eat at least one meal a day with a fork and knife. Whether it takes five minutes or even fifteen, I am challenging myself to do something so out-of-the-ordinary, I’ve prepared to blow my own mind. Popular Lifestyle magazines that extol the virtues and how-tos to living a lovely, stress-free live often advocate the following:
- Take a walk for yourself during lunch
- Buy flowers for your desk
- Get a total of eleven hours of sleep each night
- Organize all of your office supplies by color and type
- Pack an organice free-range recylable lunch
- Ride a bike (in a pretty dress and pumps, no less) and give rides to the less fortunate
Yadda, yadda, yadda. While I’m not equipped to have THAT much pre-determined sparkle in my life, I can make a valiant effort to calm the hell down and eat a meal like a normal human being. I hope you’ll join me in today’s Weekly Challenge.
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