I haven’t been to therapy recently and don’t go again for a couple of weeks. Truthfully, I haven’t thought much about my issues lately. I’m not sleeping well or eating much, but it’s not due to sadness or feeling overwhelmed. I’m excited about life these days and can’t wait to start the next day. I lie in bed, awake, thinking about what I can plow through tomorrow.

I’m not eating as much because I’m not binge eating at all. I’m just extremely busy and excited about life. I find when I’m as busy as I am, I don’t think as much or as hard about things as I normally do. Rather I don’t “feel” as much.

I’m really task oriented these days. Making lists, crossing things off and getting things done. I’m outside more. I’m playing with my kids more, spending time with the husband more. I’m finding myself laughing more too. It’s nice. I’m happy.

So much for the January/February slump so many of us find ourselves in.

I seem to be a magnet for friends and family members going through just that. My phone rings off the hook with complaints from others, the blahs, the “I should do a, b, and c” but I don’t wanna….whine whine whine. I’m guilty of that same whining and procrastinating at times but for some reason I’m motivated as heck to get things done. Maybe because I have so much to do in a day that is fun or exciting now, who knows.

“Make a list,” I say to the whiners.

And make a list they do. Once they start crossing things off, they feel better, I hear a day or two later.

In the morning, over coffee, before I start work, I make two lists: one is a running tally of clients and what I hope to accomplish for them for the day; the other is a list for the house/family and what I hope to get done. Sometimes the tasks are as small as putting away a load of laundry or taking the polish off my toenails. Silly little things maybe but nevertheless they have to get done.

Crossing things off wakes me up, makes me feel like I’ve done something. There used to be days where I’d mindlessly surf the internet, sometimes working, sometimes just reading blogs or whatever, and by 3 or 4 in the afternoon, I’d look down and realize I was still in my pajamas and feel ashamed because I hadn’t done anything.

Now I still spend many days in my pajamas, but going off to shower at noon with a notepad full of crossed off tasks is pretty satisfying.