Less

My mom and I both recently read the book The Year of Less by Cait Flanders. By “recently” I mean I finished it about two days ago.

In it, Flanders sets up a shopping ban for herself for one year. That didn’t strike me. I occasionally splurge, but honestly– I’ve got my budget pretty tied down right now. What did hit me was that in addition to buying nothing (or next to), she also got rid of things. Like 70% of her current belongings.

Oof. This one hit me. I have… a lot of stuff. I thought I’d kept it pretty paired down during my 20s because of all the moves I made, but somehow, sitting here in the home I own, all of my belongings that were strewn across states sometimes are all sitting in my possession. I have spent a lot of money on things I do not use.

So today, I made a pile. I really only went through wardrobe stuff, because when I got to my spare room that holds everything else, I got really intimidated.

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So from my closet(s), hanging rack, dresser, and other shelf full of clothes, I pulled things I haven’t worn in a long time, if ever. I ended up with something like 5 dresses, 7 pairs of jeans, and 4 jackets. *And a partridge in a pear tree*  I didn’t count the number of shirts, because I’m not even sure I can count that high.

I’m still left with an inordinate amount of clothes. For example, the category I have most of is “sleep shirts.” Which translates to “t-shirts I would not wear in public but are still nice enough to be worn so I wear them around the house and and night and stuff.” I don’t even know how to get rid of these. But I have nearly an entire draw full.

Next to tackle is what I call “Spare Oom” (Narnia reference). It holds everything from the day I moved in (October 2017) that didn’t immediately need placed to keep a house. So far, I pulled some papers to be thrown out and a Brita pitcher, a clock radio/iPod player, and an alarm clock to be donated along with the clothes. I don’t even want to think about what else is in the boxes that I’ve forgotten about. And don’t get me started on shoes.

Should I keep the red strappy high heels, for example? Have you ever done a huge purge? Read Flanders’ book? Felt an urge to GET RID OF STUFF?

Self Care: Reaching out

Sometimes, telling people you’re having a hard time is the hardest thing to do. Especially when you know everyone is busy and dealing with their own stuff.

But it can be the best thing for you– and maybe for them, too. My friends and I call it the “Bat Signal.”  Tell someone you need help. Mine usually goes like this: “Hey, I could really use some people time.” And just like that, friends hop into making dinner plans.

Last week, all it took was an hour long dinner with friends, just chatting away. As we walked away, one friend asked “did this fulfill your need for people time?” And you know what? It did. All I had to do was reach out.

I am often alone. I live alone (and have for almost 7 years), I’m single, my job involves people but there’s not always a connection. Add in weeks or months of busyness of my people, and I start feeling a bit unmoored. Even we introverts need people every now and again.

When’s the last time you put out a Bat Signal? Maybe this evening is the right time?

The Struggle is real: Anxiety and a wide-open schedule

I’ve talked about it quite a bit– going out on my own, ditching the 9-5 office job. And you know what? I haven’t looked back, on that part. But let me tell you– sometimes my lizard brain has a mind of its own, you know? In the month that I’ve been a free bird, anxiety has been NO JOKE.

One of my biggest responses to both depression or anxiety is to SHUT IT DOWN. Meaning,  I don’t do anything. I sleep, sometimes 16-20 hours a day, if I can. Yeah, not healthy. But it’s been my go-to method for a long time.

And in the month of September so far, I’ve been woozy and dizzy, and I’ve fully passed out (twice!). Sound crazy? Feels even worse, I can assure you. A few years ago I had heart tests run, and I’m fit as a fiddle. But those psychosomatic responses aren’t here to play– so I have heart palpitations and fits of blackouts. It’s a great time.

I think all this stems from the fact that I don’t transition well and I have so much free time and what if clients stop booking massages and I don’t make any money?! You know, the normal stuff.

So what am I going to do about all of this? Here are my actionable plans:

  1. I have already emailed my therapist to get back on her schedule
  2. I have to get out and do more– I am running a 5k in 2 weeks and I think I may go (alone!) to one of my favorite comedians who is coming to town
  3. I’ve been taking slow walks daily, about 20-30 minutes. Slow enough so I don’t get dizzy, but enough to get my heart rate up and hopefully keep my heart healthy
  4.  I need to start advertising and reaching out more. Know anyone in Indianapolis who could use a massage? Refer them to me!!

 

What do you do to combat your anxiety? How to you populate your free time? Do you have a walking buddy (where did you get her?!)?

Self Care: CBD

CBD oil was recently legalized in my state, to much acclaim. It’s flown off health food shelves; even my mom has chews! I’m not here to give you any new information about CBD, just talk briefly about my experience.

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The office where I practice massage therapy has begun selling CBD oils from Farmacology. We sell the 1000 mg tincture and do add-ons to massages with the salve. I haven’t used the salve myself (yet), but I do use the CBD oil, nearly every night.

What does CBD oil do for me? I get real, restful sleep! For years, I have slept a lot without ever feeling rested. I haven’t gotten it checked out so I’m not actually sure why, but I’ve slept so much. And with CBD, I can sleep less because I wake up truly rested. It’s been huge for me– CBD helps my mind get quiet, I relax (I tell people: CBD is all of the chill with none of the high of weed), and I dream (REM deep sleep). All of this combined helps me feel great in the morning and ready to tackle the day.

I’ve heard a lot of other good about CBD in the past few years and I’m glad for a healthy alternative. You can read up elsewhere about the benefits and what to look for in product. All I can tell you is my experience and that I’m a believer!