A Fresh, New Day

I swear the phases of the moon have something to do with my coping abilities. Or maybe it is as simple as a few new worries added to my unresolved living-a-life issues.

I started yesterday morning by writing down a list of the thoughts that were dominating my thinking. Recognizing the fast majority were "chronic" (ongoing, with no defined resolution in sight) with no new concerns added was something worth noting. More importantly, it was the three new topics added to the mix that was tipping the scales.

I ticked off seven of the nine tasks on yesterday's list of tasks to tend, with a few extra sub-heading tasks within the tasks. Most importantly, it was managing my new worries that made the biggest impact.

I made a few outbound phone calls. I made a few decisions. I gathered some facts. I ran all my errands while I was already out of the house. 

I did what was within my control. It all boils down to the serenity prayer. 

"Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference."

Yesterday morning, I wrote in bold felt pen "No control" after the "what then?" questions within my list of overwhelming thoughts. In other areas, I wrote "Action plan" when there were steps I could take to manage a concern - no matter how big or small. 

There is something empowering about those words - "action plan". The action could be as simple as finding out more information. Gathering intel to utilize at a later date. 

It's a fresh, new day. A clean slate. 

And it is Friday!

I'm 63 years old and still living for the weekend.

I'm 63 years old and still living.

That is what is worth noting.