Right now, it’s not snowing. But it has been, long after I’ve gotten done with Winter.
Right now, my cat, of the persistent hair ball and croaky meow is meowing constantly outside my window to be let back in the house so she can meow at me some more about how it isn’t warm outside and then do more urp, urp, urp noises, threatening to produce that hair ball somewhere on the rug.
Right now, I’m needing to wash some sheets and covers that a family member lay on while recently afflicted with the stomach flu, or food poisoning. Don’t know which. I DON’T want to touch them.
Right now, I’m needing to work on my taxes, and not wanting to.
Right now, I’m not wanting to do anything at all except take the next train South. (Don’t want to fly, because that’s not very satisfying either.)
What do I need?
Something different, that’s what.
And that something is..... Yes, it’s pleasure, and to do something different, anything different that could possibly have pleasure in it, pleasure with the least risk of displeasure.
That would mean I’d not go for a road trip South to Atlanta right now. Too much risk of displeasure in a trip. It would not mean I’ll not start a nice cleaning frenzy, too much risk of leaving a bigger mess than when I started.
It’s a time for simple pleasures and lots of them. Take a bath. Go for a walk. Eat something delicious. Watch a funny movie or video. Reread a favorite book (not a sad one).
It’s a time for avoiding completely anything discouraging. No watching the news on TV, no calling any fusspots, hoping that for once they will be upbeat. No forced work at something I don’t want to do. And if it’s something I really have to work at it, at least take a 15 minute pleasure break every hour.
Move. Walk, even if it’s through the hall, down the stairs, or in the lobby. Go to a mall and walk if walking outdoors isn’t propitious. Ride an exercise bike, treadmill, dance solo, or hop in place. Create some endorphins. Just do it.
Why does such a simple prescription work? Why don’t people do it without being reminded? Don’t know, don’t care.
I’m off to create pleasure. Don’t try to stop me.