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Or so said the guitar-strumming therapist from “The Millers”.
This afternoon, it’s time to practise all those stress-release techniques I’ve been perfecting. Here’s to a few hours of:
- Realizing these stressors will pass: My therapist will come back from leave; the portentous phone call will come; the tide will turn.
- Directing my thoughts: There are things in life we can control, and things we can’t. There’s no point dwelling on those we can’t. (I need to check that I’m not avoiding difficult topics, but I’ve run the scan, and today’s stressors are most certainly un-dwellable.)
- Ditching the diet: Yes, I am trying to lose weight, but weight loss is a marathon, not a sprint. Furthermore, studies have shown that willpower is a commodity which decreases as the day progresses. I’m going to put my efforts into controlling my thoughts, not controlling my calorie intake.
- Relishing small pleasures: The feel of fur-lined slippers; the comfort of pappy TV comedy; the warmth of tea crossing my tongue.
How do you cope when there’s a lot on your plate?