One of my persistent challenges is getting up off the sofa and doing things. Yesterday I successfully broke through my mental block by changing how I think about it.
Frequently I wonder why I come home in the evening, and spend most of the evening on the sofa, playing computer or watching TV. Typical “shut-out-the-world” kind of activity. I told myself I didn’t want to do this, but it was an abstract wish.
Once I started asking myself why do I enjoy the sofa time? Hmmm. I was so busy judging my actions that I hadn’t considered what I get out of it. I get a lot out of the sofa time. It’s restful, I don’t have issues, I don’t have to improve anything in my life, it’s quite freeing.
Those things feel great, but the burden I put on my life is pretty big. It’s hard to get chores done, and DH sometimes takes an inordinate share of the burden. When I realized that I love and respect both myself and DH more than I like the sofa, I was able to get up and live a normal evening.
