March is going well. The theme this month is: chill. Compared to the hell that was January and February, March feels like a walk in the park. It’s unusual how life can seem awful one month then have a complete reversal the next. I find it jarring, but welcomed.
Quitting my second job was the best thing I’ve done for myself. Was making more money worth it? Not really. At the cost of losing a lot of sleep and having a very terrible boss who didn’t take my word, I’m glad I don’t have to deal with those people anymore. I really hate having to convince anyone why I’m right. The act of hiring me for the position should be enough, but I’ve seen worse. Fuck them.
With free time now a thing, I still rather not sit and idle. I find the idea of watching TV a waste. Most programming seems like a mashup of ads and mindless action meant to distract. I much rather read or write. I recently bought a large moleskin notebook and a box of my favorite pens hoping it will kickstart ideas for some journal entries. Think of it a sketch pad for my less articulate ideas and thoughts. Why not?
I’m running at least twice a day now. Which is nice and exhausting. But satisfying. I want to cover ten miles a day either outside or indoors on a treadmill. It’s doable if I don’t end up with an injury or the weather being an absolute shit show. Having new proper running shoes helps. I swear it’s like running on a cloud. I dig it and my knees love not being sore.
Rather than buying lunch every day, I’m trying my hardest to prepare lunch at home. The effort is there and I’m hoping this continues well into the year. The area I work at doesn’t have the healthiest options available and the people there are sketchy as fuck. There’s that saying “you are what you eat” and it’s true. Part of me wishes I was still pescatarian, but there’s really no reason I can’t switch back. I should revisit this.
It’s only month 3, but I’m here making new goals as I go along. Think of it less like winging it, more like little adjustments along the way. I feel great, am well rested, and my mood is pretty high. I take life for all it allows and offers — sometimes by the bowl full.