The more baby steps I take in getting my own house together, the more addictive HGTV becomes. I go through fits, currently I am obsessed with Income Property, the bland über Canadian host, the West Elm staging in the reveal, the way the costs are never really fully explained, there is something about the show that makes me feel better about my own slum. It could just be denial. I shouldn’t really take comfort in the fact that professional contractors can do something, then so can I.
In addition to the baby steps I’ve taken in home improvement, I’ve also started taking baby steps in life improvement. Setting routines, making lists, the like. I have no idea if it’s working or not, but I feel like it might be, which is a chicken and the egg style argument to begin with, so yay! I’ll count it as a success. I have had the itch to shop, but haven’t scratched it. Nor have I gone into gluttony, so yes, more progress. My friend is urging me to workout, thinking the endorphins or whatever will also further my mental progress towards healthy living, and while I do agree with him, I’m not at that point yet. Or rather, I can still be lazy. And just avoid the latest pictures of myself that pop upon facebook.
My weekend is full of projects and Sundance films, which will involve driving all over the place. Plenty of time to reflect, to consider where I’m going and where I have been. Setting up my re-opened Netflix account and filling my queue. Maybe some random internet surfing, though I doubt it. Regardless, I am not feeling as down as I have in the past, for whatever reason, I’m grateful.