This weekend was stressful. I didn’t really like it all that much. Granted, the stressfulness of it was caused by none other than yours truly. But still.
Last night I was kind of at my wits end and ready to crash; Abram had been in the worst mood all day yesterday. But still felt like I needed to be doing something. There’s a whole long list of stuff to get done for Abram’s party on Saturday, and I just didn’t want to procrastinate.
But I was starting to feel hostile towards that list.
Earlier that day, I happened to open the hallway closet (that never gets opened) to find a vhs that would hopefully entertain Abram for 3 minutes and out tumbled a giant car seat box I had saved to make him a little house out of. I set it aside and picked out Toy Story 2. He ended up not paying one seconds notice to it. I never put the box back.
So back to my hostility. I’m standing there feeling the urge to do SOMETHING productive, but that list just repulsed me. I remembered the box, quickly grabbed it and started cutting. I was focused and really enjoying my time making this little house. When I was done, I felt like it needed something else, so I ran and got another box that was sitting in my room and started cutting that. A half a role of duct tape later, I had a main house with a little tunnel that had saloon-like doors.
I HAD SO MUCH FUN. It was nice to use my hands and focus on something that wasn’t pressing. There was no need for me to make that play house for Abram. I was just doing it because I wanted to. When I was done, all that stress and anxiety I was feeling had melted away.
Sometimes we need to just stop and participate in an enjoyable activity. It ends up being more therapeutic than we realize.
If you are close to a breaking point and start to feel negative about everything you have to do, then stop what you are doing. Pick up scissors and a piece of paper and cut out some shapes. Play a video game. Paint your nails. Grab your kids coloring books and focus on coloring in the lines. Bake a cake for no reason. Bounce a ball outside.
Sounds silly, but I bet you’ll feel better when your done.