So here it is. My hundreth post. What has this 100-ish day experiment taught me?
1. You can do something for 100 days and still not be in a habit of it. So often I have put off blogging that I have almost forgotten to do it. I guess I got into the habit of forgetting about it.
2. Writing 100 posts is tough. There were times where I didn’t know what to write about and reminded myself that there are endless things to write about just not endless motivation to write about them.
3. I’ve experienced the life of a writer. I wonder about what to write throighout the day. I try and see myself making a living from it.
4. I don’t have to do things perfectly in order to do them. I didn’t acheive my original goal of writing a blog post everyday for 100 days. But I still wanted to finish. I am still pleased that I have written (technically still writing) 100 posts.
I have given this blog a good try. I still would like to post more, but not everyday! There is a lot of filler within these posts, so I would like to focus more on quality.
I am humbled that there are people who read what I write. I love to read. It is fun to be on the other side, though, to give people something to read.
It is so easy to stay in the same state you are in, even if it is unpleasant, than to change. This is my problem. I know I need to change how I think, but I don’t take the action needed to make the changes. Taking action requires energy and effort. I wanted to think more postitively, but the habit has not been given a fair shot.
I’ve absolutely got to change. The way I am effects those around me, most especially my husband.
A problem I have is that I get too scared to do certain things because I am afraid that I will do the wrong thing and that I won’t be able to fix it. But I still do wrong things anyway, and there are still plenty of things I can’t fix.
This reflects my view of God. I am afraid of doing things because I don’t want to do the wrong thing. I’m afraid of doing anything that requires spending money because I don’t want to go into debt and don’t want to be a bad steward. The world we live in requires money, so you can imagine how far this belief permeates into my life and my husband’s.
I’m going to have to evaluate my beliefs about God and the thoughts that I let sit in my head. I will probably do some journaling about that.
Even though I am shy, I do enjoy getting to know people. Every now and then I am less shy and talk to people without them talking to me first. (If people talk to me first, the ice has broken for me and I open up.)
Today my husband and I went out for Chinese food. I love the hot tea they serve there, which I think is popular among Chinese restaurants. We got some. At the end of the meal, I asked the waiter, a Chinese man, if it was oolong tea. He said it was, and also told us that he came from a region in China that is known for oolong tea. There is a river called the Black Dragon River that he lived near. He said you could smell for miles the tea being dried. And from the road you could see the neat and tidy areas where the tea is grown. I was happy he opened up and that my husband and I got to know this person more.
Everyone has a story. Everyone has things interesting about them.
I know YouTubers post vidoes about a day in their lives, so that gave me the idea to write about a day in mine. This will be pretty boring… You were warned.
Most days I get up at 6 AM. I feed the cats, make coffee, and make breakfast and lunch for my husband before I go to work. Sometimes I make my breakfast, too, other times I wait until after he leaves, which would be after 7.
I go to work at different times. Tuesdays and Wednesdays I go in later, so these are more relaxing days for me. I love to have long, slow mornings. I drink coffee, watch YouTube and catch up on Instagram and Facebook. Sometimes I will cook something, do laundry, run to the grocery store, or study Japanese. When I have a book to read, I will read that too.
After I get home from work, I have a snack. Nowadays I have a cup of coffee. I will exercise and/or take a nap. Some errands will be taken care of, if needed.
I stay on my phone a lot the rest of the night. I also do Japanese study in the evening. Dinner happens whenever. I take a shower/bath before bed. I go to bed usually by 11 PM.
My husband comes home at different times. Sometimes he has errands to do, people to help, etc.
I tend to write a blog post before bed. That seems to be the best time for me.
Yup, pretty boring, but I find that most people’s day-to-day lives are “boring.”
Maybe you really have it worse than the people around you. Or you are too self-focused.
Maybe that aggressive driver is angry and depressed, and is taking it out on you. Or is full if hate.
Maybe that speeding driver is listening to an exciting song. Or has to go to the bathroom. Or thinks she is better than you.
Maybe that person who is high on some sort of drug gets that way because her reality is too hard to deal with.
Maybe that judgemental, God-fearing person really wants the best for others, wants people to know the truth, and doesn’t want anyone to go to hell.
Maybe that person getting food with food stamps is ashamed so decides to skip meals and donate some food to a food bank. Or she could be lying to get it.
Maybe your friend who complains all the time can’t find joy in her life.
Maybe that person who doesn’t talk to anyone at church/work/social setting doesn’t even know where to begin to have a conversation. Too much is on her mind. Or people annoy her.
Maybe that person you see as a rich snob has her priorities right and has worked hard and been given a lot. Or has been spoiled rotten.
Assuming the best about people doesn’t actually make people better, but it helps you treat others better. I have never known all there is to about a person, or anything else. And even if people’s true stories are worse I still don’t want to treat anyone badly. That’s why I threw some worse stories in there. As a follower of Christ, I am taught to love my enemies and be kind to them. So that is the “worst” I am to treat anybody.
I have been exercising regularly for about 6 years now. I have been exercising less the past year or so because my energy has been down and as for this year, I have had some major muscle spasms. I have noticed that exercise has been harder than usual. I don’t seem to have the energy to push through workouts as I used to. I was afraid I was getting weaker.
I read a tip that said to forget about knee push-ups because they won’t help you do standard push-ups. So I have been doing standard push-ups. I can tell I’ve gotten a little stronger. I can do a few with no problem.
I want to contribute to my mobility as I get older. I like the feeling of a great workout, the kind where I feel energetic afterwards. It is great for your body to move. These are reasons why I exercise.
Something I want to do is progressive exercise. That is what I call doing something like push-ups, pull-ups, squats, planks, etc. and keeping track of how you perform the exercise and how many reps you can do. Then maybe a day or two later see, if you can do more. This way, you can tell you are getting stronger. It is possible to over-exercise. Keeping at least a mental note of how you perform exercises will let you know if you are over-training or eating adequatly. (Every body is different. We all need to evaluate our eating and movement for ourselves.)
There is a lot of evil, injustice, catastrophe, and heartache that I cannot do anything to fix. All of it weighs heavy on me. I can get depressed and anxious because of it.
The Christian life is summed up in one word: Love. More specifically, to love God and love the people around you. Thinking of this brings in all my thoughts and allows me to focus. This focus allows me to empathize with people. This focus allows one person to be enough – one person to be kind to, to feed, to help, to share the gospel with. No one can possibly help everyone that needs it each day. That’s not even my job!