But I'm realizing the feeling isn't so much a sense of self-righteousness. It's feeling...good.
Some stuff that feels good these days:
- I may be the last person in KC to hit the City Market Farmers' Market. About the only thing I did right was take my own bags (another thing that feels good). Next weekend, I'll go early in the day, take some smaller bags to carry bunches of greens and dump potatoes and tomatoes into, and check out the locally produced cheese and meat and milk. I won't put the best multi-grain bread I've ever tasted under big, heavy, gorgeous tomatoes.
- A little discipline. I have the "all-or-nothing" disease. The house is a mess? Screw it—I'm not putting anything away. Blew my diet? Game on—what else can I eat? And I refuse to fix anything until I can really fix it. So one thing that feels good is to lower expectations a bit. Instead of keeping the house perfect, I put away three things every night before I go to bed—even if that just means moving a sock from the floor to the laundry basket. (Sometimes it snowballs into a cleaning spree—sometimes it's just about the sock.) Instead of a strict, diet-starts-with-die eating plan, I'll focus on something manageable, like eating mostly unprocessed foods or trying VB6.
- No plastic bags or bottled water. Yeah, I still drink Diet Coke in plastic bottles. And every now and then I forget to bring bags (grocery store, yes—take-out food, DOH!). If I do end up with a bottle of water, I'm not allowed to throw it away—I have to reuse it 'til I lose it.
- Having people over. As much of a hermit as I turn into sometimes, I love entertaining—even if it's just making guacamole and opening a bag of chips. One person, six, too-many-for-the-condo...love it. It's why I bought furniture and can't help getting more stupid little appetizer plates.
- Being back in improv class. I dropped down to less than a rehearsal a week, so it's back to Roving Imp after a month off. This time, I'm going on Monday nights (because Saturday is for taking care of the house) and Megan is going with me. I've said it before and I'll say it again: If you're going to improvise and want to be better, take John's classes.
- Systems. Tantrum has a google account, an iGoogle page, and a calendar of everything I'm supposed to do to promote shows. That way I don't have to worry about it until the calendar says I do.