🎶Three Little Birds Sat on My Window and They Told Me Not to Worry🎶

It was a beautiful sunny day today.
Got up early and took a walk in the wooded park near my house.
I still have a lot of day left to get through, and I am not as motivated as I was this morning.
I paid my bills and made my calls as I do every Monday.
It's been more peaceful today, so far.
I prayed that I would learn to take one day and one moment, if necessary, at a time.

Being raised in a chaotic household, people got bent out of shape easily and fell into despair about things that had not even happened yet.
Things were taken too personally, and anger was a frequent visitor.

I had some trauma in my life growing up, as well, which left me fearful and not very trusting.
There is good and bad in being cautious.
Like most things, it can be overdone.
The caution turns into anxiety, and the anxiety leads to complacency.
It is a lot safer in my own little corner, but it isn't the most fulfilling.
I worry about how much I worry, sad, but true.

I feel like the answer, for now, is to take each day as it appears with few fixed plans.
When I make a list, my mind goes squirrelly.
It is a race, a countdown, and if I have not ticked everything off of that list, I failed.

I am not against fixed plans and will still be doing that when the situation calls for it, but I don't need to map out every day with a checklist.
That works for some people, I know, so not throwing shade.

Hopefully, by slowing down and ditching the lists for a while, I can calm my mind down.
I can learn to enjoy the day instead of just surviving it.
Do things as they come up instead of making myself crazy with tasks no one is asking me to complete.