I’m not the most focused person.
I can often start one task, then skip to another and suddenly have a third going, only to have forgotten about the initial one. I’d like to believe that I am a professional multitasker, but deep down inside, I know that I am easily and often distracted. The few times I tried #TablessThursdays after laughing about it on The Atlantic, I actually failed miserably (three is the minimum of tabs I need to survive with).
The strange thing is, when I get angry because I feel someone acted unjustly to me, I go quiet and become hyper-focused. Often, I end up obsessively cleaning, scrubbing or tidying, which is what I ended up doing this evening after I got miffed at something J. said to me. Nothing really worth holding a grudge on, but it launched me into a frenzy of cleaning. I started with siphoning the dirty water in the turtle tank – a task I’d been putting off for several weeks now – and also started putting away items that were lying around the house. After about two hours, I decided it was time to practice my headstands.
I felt strong today.
My shoulders were not sore from practicing on the long weekend. I was determined that I was going to extend my legs fully.
And so I laid my yoga mat back in the hallway next to the bedroom. I folded my fleece blanket, clasped my fingers in a firm, steady grip and set myself up.
And up my legs went, both together, with little hesitation and wobble. The first try, no problem. The second was better. I just kept going and going. I swear, this is getting a lot easier. It felt good.
Maybe I should get into fights more often?