Comments on: (no-title) http://cassieboorn.com/2010/06/no-title/ Sun, 20 May 2012 23:44:39 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: tea_austen http://cassieboorn.com/2010/06/no-title/comment-page-1/#comment-1246 tea_austen Wed, 23 Jun 2010 02:43:25 +0000 http://cassieboorn.com/?p=1128#comment-1246 I started a secret project recently that I'll share with you. It came about because I spend my days with endless to-do lists—lists I never manage to finish, and even if I did there's just another one to be made. I had begun to feel like my days, and by extension my life, was being quantified by what I got done. Or, more likely, what I didn't manage to do. So I started another list: a list of things I am proud of. Every night before I go to bed, I write down the things I've done well that day. Some days it's a short list: called a friend, made myself a good breakfast, finally picked up the stupid dry cleaning I've been forgetting. One day it said simply: went to bed early; because that was the only and best thing I could do for myself that day. Some days I do things specifically so I can have something to write down. But it feels good to be measuring my days in a positive way, to be looking for the good I do, not just the things I'm failing or flailing at. We're all so good at beating ourselves up, less accustomed to building ourselves up (and when I say "we," I include myself). But honestly, would we talk to a friend the way we talk to ourselves? I think you're doing a pretty amazing job of life. For what it's worth. I started a secret project recently that I’ll share with you. It came about because I spend my days with endless to-do lists—lists I never manage to finish, and even if I did there’s just another one to be made. I had begun to feel like my days, and by extension my life, was being quantified by what I got done. Or, more likely, what I didn’t manage to do.

So I started another list: a list of things I am proud of. Every night before I go to bed, I write down the things I’ve done well that day. Some days it’s a short list: called a friend, made myself a good breakfast, finally picked up the stupid dry cleaning I’ve been forgetting. One day it said simply: went to bed early; because that was the only and best thing I could do for myself that day. Some days I do things specifically so I can have something to write down. But it feels good to be measuring my days in a positive way, to be looking for the good I do, not just the things I’m failing or flailing at.

We’re all so good at beating ourselves up, less accustomed to building ourselves up (and when I say “we,” I include myself). But honestly, would we talk to a friend the way we talk to ourselves?

I think you’re doing a pretty amazing job of life. For what it’s worth.

]]> By: Leslie http://cassieboorn.com/2010/06/no-title/comment-page-1/#comment-1227 Leslie Thu, 17 Jun 2010 12:16:23 +0000 http://cassieboorn.com/?p=1128#comment-1227 YES. Isn't it wonderful how just a day can make such a difference? It's easy to tear yourself down, but we're all kind of self-healing right? At least to a point. Happy to hear that things are looking up, Rockstar! YES.
Isn’t it wonderful how just a day can make such a difference? It’s easy to tear yourself down, but we’re all kind of self-healing right? At least to a point. Happy to hear that things are looking up, Rockstar!

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