"You want to do anything besides work." - Mom talking to her horse. I thought she was talking to me.
Tl;dr: Miz eats breakfast, packs a bag, walks through hell (Time's Square), gets a bus, writes on the bus, eats lunch, greets the dogs and family, sits outside, eats dinner outside, watches standup with mom, then sleeps in a bathroom.
The day began low stress.
CF came over to have breakfast and hang. Our schedules are pretty similar. "What do you have to do tomorrow?" "Nothing." "Me too." I made us breakfast. I have been avoiding carbs where possible (more to come on this subject). I have full fat Greek yogurt, and instead of adding granola, I add walnuts, sunflower seeds, a little bit of fresh fruit (not too much), cinnamon, a little bit of honey (not too much), a drop of vanilla, chia seeds, and a little bit of full fat coconut milk. This is delicious and way more hearty and filling that granola.
Then around noon I packed and left to catch my 1pm bus back to Pennsylvania.
Since I'm not working, I have found other ways to spike my cortisol (stress hormone). I do this by almost being late for the bus (Really, I've always almost been late for the bus. It's like a game at this point. How close can I cut it!?).
Actually, this is another thing I'm working on. Being on time. I give myself a lot of unnecessary stress by running late. I've found (through therapy), that it's because I like to procrastinate and "do" when things are black and white. I like working under stress. You get that rush and I go into "the zone", where magical things happen and I can produce quickly. This is the same case when I am running late. I push it until the last minute when I have to leave to get somewhere. I don't try to do this, but now it's habit, a habit I'm trying to break.
I just think its unnecessary too. Like why do we (especially Americans) thrive off of stress? We don't have to. What I loved when I was living in Italy, was how people worked as a part of their lifestyle. If you're working in a restaurant, that may be your job for life, and you feel good about it. It's fine. You can enjoy life. Obviously, Italy's economy is struggling, but I do think there's a balance to be had and a lot we can learn from people like this.
The question I will ask myself when stressing going forward is, "Is it worth it?" I think a lot about death (in a nice way). What will I take with me? First, nothing. But before I go it will be memories of family and wonderful, rich relationships, as well as exciting, novel experiences. I want to optimize my life for these three things, and hopefully make some money while doing it (making creating these memories easier).
The dangers of stress are real:
The stress hormone, cortisol, is public health enemy number one. Scientists have known for years that elevated cortisol levels: interfere with learning and memory, lower immune function and bone density, increase weight gain, blood pressure, cholesterol, heart disease... The list goes on and on.
What I'm getting at here, is that I was running late for the bus. I need to get better at this. I also had to walk through Time's Square to get to Port Authority. For New Yorkers, these are two of the most hellish places on earth, and just the mere mention of them raises cortisol levels. I got to the bus with 3 minutes to spare. Phew
I wrote the entire bus ride, then arrived back at my favorite place.
Writing makes a bus ride go by very quickly. I actually very much enjoy solo transit. I find I can be most creative on bus rides, train rides, and planes. It's usually those time where you can really "unplug" that you do your best thinking.
My mom greeted me on the other end around 3:30pm. I was super hungry and we grabbed lunch in town (Doylestown, PA. The most adorable town). This is where my mom grew up. I grew up in Texas, but now call PA home. My family lives on my great grandmother, Mamagirl's (Yes, we called her Mamagirl), old farm. It's a horse farm where my mom's sister, Horse-lady (No, we don't call her Horse-lady) runs a riding/showing/horse-training business.
The farm is the most peaceful, special, and beautiful place on earth for me. I sat outside with a book (my homemade beauty book) and watched my mom ride her horse, while I learned about rubbing fruit and other natural ingredients on my face. If you ever want to talk about woman-power, just watch women who work with horses. It's impressive.
Later we had dinner outside on the terrace.
It's a normal spring/summer custom for our family, and any extended farm family (There's a whole community of people that are part of this: friends, riders, trainers, neighbors, etc.) to sit outside and enjoy dinner. We chat and eat and usually make fun of each other. The three dogs wander around the table (so we have something to yell at and blame farts on), and the cat slinks around nearby. I enjoyed a glass of wine in a Tervis tumbler (plastic cup), like any fine lady would.
There is a toilet in my bedroom. Yes, like 10 feet from the bed.
Once it was dark out, I made some tea with my mom and aunt. We all share the house. It's very unique, but pretty cool. My parents are in and out (between TX and PA), but my aunt, uncle, and cousin live here full time. It's more fun than it sounds.
Mom and I sat in her bed and watched some standup. I watched the same special earlier this week, but I just love it, so I wanted to watch it again.
Then I went to bed. We call the room I'm staying in "Bed, Bath, and Beyond". This room was Mamagirl's dressing room. When we moved in, we put a bed in the room, for extra sleeping space. So picture a small bed, across from a bathtub, sink, and toilet. The up side is that you don't have to go far if you wake up in the middle of the night to pee.
Basically, my family makes me sleep in a bathroom. It's a rather elegant bathroom. I slept like a baby, for 12+ hours. It was intense, and now here I am.
"Wow this was great, but what are your doing tomorrow?"
- Waking up too late to help with a lot of chores
- Helping with a few chores and asking a lot of questions about stuff they are doing with horses like, "Wait, why do you do that?" There's a lot to learn.
- Grocery shopping
- Making dinner for the family and extended farm family. Yes, that's me doing something nice for my family. They were surprised too.
- Helping prep for Saturday's horse show