Running type exercise. *Legs exercise. *
I have been standing a lot more. It gets me sweating and gives my legs a good work out.
Write every morning.
Not the best but almost everyday still.
Floss teeth
Not as good as I should.
Volunteer
Yeah, sure.
Budget
I have been. I still need to do better.
No robbing/borrowing from savings
Not really
No Facebook until after budgeting is done *daily*
Not to great
Spend time in nature
I’m not sure what nature means in Brazil. If anyone has any suggestions I’m open to suggestions.
Read Book of Mormon daily *Read New Testament daily*
Not bad at all.
So as some might know, today was my dads birthday. He would have been 80 years old today. I can hardly believe I would have a parent that old.
So, I’m in Brazil and at the moment I am not loving it. Don’t get me wrong, I love so much here. But, the fact that some paperwork takes so long is driving me nuts. The fact that my wheelchair will only go certain places is beyond frustrating. I have a couple of ideas for new types of wheelchairs. So, I still have the idea when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. But I will admit that sometimes the lemonade is harder to make than just letting the lemons fall to the ground around you. I am not the kind of person that just lets life fall apart around me. I may not move very fast, but that is not what counts. Do what you can do. The next time you will do a little bit better. Hopefully.
I have tried to do countless things. But it seems like all I am able to do well falls to my tablet. I write, with one finger, still I write. I go very slow. But some people tell me I do ok. I want to use a stylus and draw. Even that is hard for me. It’s easier for me to use my fingers. Pen and paper or stylus and tablet are not easy for me.
Those are some physical things but some other are hard. When I am riding in car here, in Brazil, I have to look out the side window. I guess this is like the US also. If I look out the front window I want to freakout. I think we are going to crash. My brain doesn’t let me look at things the way I used to.
Physically, emotionally, mentally I’m a mess. Mentally I can still run circles around some people, but I have learned that most people want to think that they are the smartest person in the room. Personally, I don’t care how smart you think you are. Most people don’t care how smart you think you are. They want to know how much you care about them. The best way you can show someone how much you care is by letting them show you how smart they are and showing interest in them. I need to do this better. I become to much like Sheldon from Big Bang Theory.
I just seem to be rambling on. I will stop now.