Wednesday

This morning I went to a school book fair. There was promise of breakfast for the parents! At first, I decided I would not bother going. After giving it a minute of thought, as I pulled my car away from the school, I changed my mind and decided to park and enter. I wondered what kind of breakfast there would be. It turned out to be coffee, juice, milk, and granola bars. All the granola bars were set out neatly in rows on a table with napkins. I wondered if I missed the real breakfast. Many days, if I do eat breakfast, it is a granola bar. But I didn't think it was what other people considered a good breakfast.
Again, a very mediocre day, but at the end of the day I got excited about a project. Unrelated to the project, I made a pros and cons list last night. A problem I battle all the time, but I'd never taken the time to write out such a list. I was shocked when the cons part of the list was more than three times as lengthy as the pros part. To add to the confusion, do the points on the list need to be weighted? Will I ever figure it out? The Daily Om I read almost every day had some extremely good advice. It talks about how our lives don't come with instruction manuals, which means we have to experience life in order to make mistakes and learn and apply them to the next situation; and if we write down what we have done and what we have learned from what we have done, we are writing our own instruction manuals. It tells me that I am a beautiful work in progress, as are you.