I woke up this
morning thinking about work.
It's Monday
morning and for most of the past 52 years I went to work on Monday
mornings.
I told my
brain, "You don't have to think about work, I will find a way to break
this habit." I got up and researched how the brain controls our habits and
how to break the habit. I was relieved to discover I already have good habits
to help get rid of habits no longer serving me.
Which then
led me to think about why I judge habits as good or bad. That perhaps habits
are like feelings - not to be judged - just to be experienced. Next thing I
know I am Googling the brain and habits. Then I decided I wouldn't go down that
rabbit hole, today. Cause, yes, I have a habit of researching the heck out of whatever
interests me. Then I realized that if I want to research all day long there is
nothing, absolutely nothing, stopping me from spending hours on topics of interest.
At which
point I glanced down at the scrap of paper Joe gave me yesterday. Joe loves
YouTube. He would rather watch a YouTube video than Netflix, HBO, or Disney.
His preferences are machine shop and welding videos followed by history and
science videos. Written on the scrap of paper is "Institute of Human
Anatomy."
Joe never
leads me astray when it comes to learning. I appreciate how he sees an article
or video and thinks I will enjoy the information. In scanning the videos at the
Institute of Human Anatomy it looks like I can easily find out more about the
human brain. Perhaps there will be something in there to satisfy my curiosity
about why my brain woke up thinking about work and more on habits.
Today we
plan to go to JR3 so Joe can work on a personal project. Friday is supposed to
be his last day at JR3, though they have asked if he would come in if there was
an emergency up until we leave to begin our trip. Considering he semi-retired
two and a half years ago and has worked either part or full time since his
semi-retirement, I guess it's not a stretch for them to assume he will still be
on hand when they need him.
Yesterday I
was confused about the day of the week. I thought it was Saturday. Joe reminded
me it was Sunday - multiple times. Today I know it's Monday because I woke up
thinking about work...
Oh, Lucy....
ReplyDeleteI remember when I stopped working at a law office I had worked at for 30 years. It is very difficult to just turn it off one day and not think about it. Diane
ReplyDeleteDiane - I would be curious to know when you stopped thinking about that job and if you intentionally tried to keep yourself from thinking about it.
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