I Did Too Little

As much as I thought I deserved to take a Sunday off from work and school work, I did nothing that would give me true joy, joy at a deep biological level.  Instead, I slothed (made up word-meaning like a sloth) out on the couch and streamed shows on Amazon Prime.  It was an escape (albeit an entertaining escape, Good Omens was great).  And then there was cherry custard made with the last of the cherries from the Farmers’ Market and a bag of microwave popcorn.  This was not like last weekend when I was surround with friends and family and celebrated Father’s Day.  Last weekend I was present, not looking for escape, and I woke up Monday morning feeling great.

Sure, I can find reasons.  Stress, emotional upheavals, a really bad Thursday, whatever.  Sloth and gluttony are not the answer no matter what the reasons. This is a familiar pattern I have allowed myself to develop of doing well for two weeks, and two doing badly for two weeks.  I am determined to break this pattern.