I skipped the gym today – I know, I know…
I don’t feel too terribly guilty about it because I’m still getting in 5 days a week, but I know I’m going to regret it this weekend when I’m stuck finding time for a workout. Maybe cleaning out the shed should count…
Other than playing hooky from the gym today, there’s not a lot to report
Unless you count the onset of irrational emotional turmoil and my new found ability to talk myself out of the depths of despair.
I think I’ve finally figured out how to really focus on the positive whenever I start my typical downward spiral that seems to happen around the middle of the month. I’m just grateful that this is the only time I have to deal with it. I’ve struggled with depression for most of my life and sometimes it still feels like I can fall off that cliff again at any moment. Those times are much farther apart than they used to be and that’s mostly due to my husband.
Cliff and I somehow have so much in common despite the fact that we’re polar opposites. He’s super laid back and seems to remain cool, calm, and collected no matter what’s going on. I, on the other hand, am constantly on edge, outlining and planning everything in our life down to a T. I have, on occasion, been known to
flip out react a bit hastily to some things, while Cliff treats every interaction like it’s a chess game.
And he’s really, really good at chess.
Over the years, a lot of his personality traits have rubbed off on me and I have slowly, but surely, learned how to calm down, be more spontaneous, and to enjoy life more. He’s taught me how to focus my energy on all the good things that I have in my life and by doing so it shows me that the “bad” things just really aren’t that “bad.”
He’ll probably never know (because he doesn’t read my blog) just how much he’s changed me. I know that most couples think that they’re soul mates and that they’ll be together forever, but I’ve always thought that we were different. He isn’t just my spouse or my best friend, he’s my biggest supporter, my #1 fan, my teacher, my therapist, my partner in crime. I’ve never and will never meet anyone else like him.
Being married to him is always the first thing I list in my brain when I start going over all the good things in my life.
“Don’t marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can’t live without.” ~ James C. Dobson