Hippocrates said, “Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food.” Just about every nutrition-related professional I know has that quote displayed somewhere in their office, probably to convince reluctant patients that a really smart guy a really long time ago predicted that food could actually heal the body.
Happy shopping folks!
Yeah, you. A mug. Not that you are a mug, just that you can win a mug of your choice from the shop.
Happy Advent y’all!
So I have spent the whole summer in pastels, but I found myself in New Look after a sling back disaster and fell in love with this outfits. In fact, I’m wearing it right now.
I feel like I must just get through Autumn now.
So this year The Terrific Project is taking on a life (and a website) of it’s own.
And for those of you that don’t dig big planners, there’s A4 wall calendars too.
I hope to see your terrific things on instagram + twitter, show them off and join in with #theterrificproject
I wrote a post last year about trying to enjoy the journey and the anticipation. However, it seems more and more that I’m living in anticipation of something that may be happening next week, next year or at some indeterminable point in the future. Just waiting for that to happen, surviving until I get to that next step.
And so many things are passing me by.
So many happy times, so many milestones and moments going unnoticed. And it crushes me every night, like a huge weight on my chest. One day, I will be old. One day, the things I have today will be a memory and nothing more, and what will I remember?
Will I remember the things that consume so much of my time and brain power? The administrative tasks that keep me awake, the reviews that ‘could be better’ or the daily inconvenience of having to find a parking space on the school run? I hope not.
I want to remember the best things from every day, the things I look forward to. The things that aren’t big occasions, but seemingly insignificant moments of joy and gratitude. And if I want to remember them I need to feel them, I need to allow myself to feel them.
Instead of rushing Tabitha along when she wants to walk along a wall I need to hold her hand and take a photograph.
I have too many plans. I have too many targets. I only have one now.
And I’m going to try and pay more attention to it.
Sub title: Probably the only productivity tip I will ever write.
I am a putter-offer of unbelievable magnitude. And this is my top tip. When you want to give up for the day (or for the night) and sit down + recuperate, just force yourself to do one more thing. Just one.
Maybe, once you’ve done this extra thing, you may even be convinced to do another thing. But that’s up to you. If you just do that one extra thing that will make life easier tomorrow or give you a better nights sleep without it hanging over your head, you are getting ahead.
Make it a habit. It helps.