#reverb10: 11 things, body integration, action, appreciate

This #reverb10 project is kickin’ my butt, y’all.  These are some mental aerobics that these folks are putting us through … and as much as I love this, I admit I’m feeling like I’m fallin’ down on the job here. 

All right.  Let’s get to it. 

December 11 – 11 Things What are 11 things your life doesn’t need in 2011? How will you go about eliminating them? How will getting rid of these 11 things change your life? (Author: Sam Davidson)

1. Clutter. 
I’ve already talked about the magazines, so you know that’s something I’m working on eliminating.

2. Email. 
Now, to clarify, I absolutely do need email.  I do. It’s hard to imagine how we ever worked without it.  What I’m referring to is the excess email – specifically, communications like the free newsletters that are just taking up space and time, usually under the guise of trying to sell us more stuff that we don’t need.  I unsubscribed from a bunch of them recently and it was liberating.

3. Chronically depressing status updates from Facebook friends. 
Hide, hide, hide from one’s news feed. 

4. A few excess pounds. 

5. Recipes.
Like the email, I still need recipes.  But do I really need so many of them … and so many for basic things? How many variations of minestrone, pasta salad, and chocolate chip cookies does one really need?

6. Heirlooms.
As in, just because I inherited a considerable amount of things from my grandparents doesn’t mean they need to become my kids’ heirlooms. 

7. Photos that are blurry, duplicates, or just plain crappy.

8. CDs that I bought because I liked one song and never warmed to the others. 
Yes, I’m talking to you, Jessica Andrews.  (“I am Rosemary’s granddaughter ….”)  This is why iTunes was invented.

9.  Processed food. 
I can continue to work on making more of my own sauces and muffins.

10. Clothes that don’t fit anymore and never will again.
For me and the kids. 

11. Broken or useless things.
We have a broken VCR somewhere in the house and I’m sure there are several other broken/useless things.  They’ve gotta go.

December 12 – Body Integration. This year, when did you feel the most integrated with your body? Did you have a moment where there wasn’t mind and body, but simply a cohesive YOU, alive and present? (Author: Patrick Reynolds)

Um … no.  No, I did not.  Next?

December 13 – Action. When it comes to aspirations, it’s not about ideas. It’s about making ideas happen. What’s your next step? (Author: Scott Belsky)

To write.  As in, the novel in progress that was started during NaNoWriMo ’09 and still lingers unfinished.  I need to push myself through this first draft and I really, really, really want to have that accomplished by this time next year.  My next step is getting myself some butt glue – and maybe freeing up some of these clutter distractions that will help the words flow more freely.  And stop making excuses. 

December 14 – Appreciate. What’s the one thing you have come to appreciate most in the past year? How do you express gratitude for it? (Author: Victoria Klein)

“Come to appreciate” isn’t quite right, because I think – I hope – that I have shown my husband how much I appreciate him.   I wrote this on Father’s Day of this year, and every word is still true now as it was before:

My husband is an incredible father. There’s so much I could say about all that he does for us, but suffice it to say that I married an amazing guy who does five loads of laundry every single weekend (washing, folding, putting away), makes the kids breakfast every morning (on the weekends too!) and deals with the entire morning routine of getting them out of the house, and handles the dropping off and picking up of the kids on most days. This isn’t new; he’s done the laundry for all of the 20 years we’ve been together and the stuff with the kids since Day One of their lives. Moreover, he does this through incredible pain – he’s had three herniated discs in his neck for nearly six years.

I know. I’m practically a kept woman. People wonder how I’m able to blog so much? That’s how. I’m damn lucky, and I know it.

I think he knows that I know that. (He reads my blog.)  If not, now he does … and now so do all of you. 

copyright 2010, Melissa (Betty and Boo’s Mommy, The Betty and Boo Chronicles) If you are reading this on a blog or website other than The Betty and Boo Chronicles or via a feedreader, this content has been stolen and used without permission.

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