Today Is Not a Gangbuster Day

Some days are gangbuster days. Some days I go gangbusters on my life and answer ALL the emails, update ALL the sites, practice ALL the piano/braille/reading/self-help skills, or clean ALL the things.

But most days are not gangbusters days.  Most days, like today, are bit by bit days.

Most days I don't go for a run and eat fish for dinner.  Instead I think, I will not eat this handful of pretzels because they are 7 calories I won't have to burn.

Sometimes I get on my hands and knees and scrub my kitchen floor with Dr. Brommer's peppermint castile soap so hard that my arms are sore for a few days.  Most days I don't.  Most days I think, I will take this dish to the kitchen as long as I'm walking that way, because it's one less task I'll have to do later.

Most days I don't clip coupons or play the drugstore saving game.  (Confession: I have never done those things and have zero interest in starting.)  Instead, I buy a store brand here, say no to coffee there, and ask for the earrings for my birthday.  Six cents, two dollars, six dollars that I'll have to spend on postage, or a kindness for  a friend, later.

Gangbuster days are great.  The productivity and sense of accomplishment from one good gangbuster day can tide you over for a month until the ever-elusive "inspiration" and "motivation" strike again.   But most days are not gangbuster days.  Most days are bit by bit days.

A calorie here, a minute there, a dime here, a task there.

I believe that much of our dissatisfaction is rooted in comparing our bit by bit days to other peoples gangbuster days.  Our lives to other peoples blogs.  Our ugly truth to other peoples best foot forward.  We compare our kitchens to other people's Pinterest kitchens and it was a losing battle from the start.

I believe in making things happen. I believe in hard work, late nights, early mornings, coffee, prayer, and grace.  I believe in chasing dreams and in self-improvement.  And I believe it's okay to do all those things bit by bit.

I am taking ownership of my time today, minute by minute.

I am taking ownership of my mind today, mood by mood.

I am taking ownership of my body today, calorie by calorie.

I am taking ownership of my home today, task by task.

“Bit by bit . . . she had claimed herself. Freeing yourself was one thing; claiming ownership of that freed self was another.” Toni Morrison