To Do/n't

The "to don't" at the moment would be either "1. Don't step on the cat." or a bunch of to-dos in disguise: don't miss an apa deadline, don't skip exercise, don't forget to call the doctor.*

Okay, here's a short list:

1. Don't step on the cat.
2. Since he gets underfoot, don't wear shoes at home unless I have specific reason to (usually that I'm about to go out or have just gotten in). Slippers are okay.
3. Don't overdo the exercise, because that can be hard on the lungs.

* I stopped keeping a to-do list because it didn't get things done, it just made me unhappier about not doing them.

To Do/n't

The "to don't" at the moment would be either "1. Don't step on the cat." or a bunch of to-dos in disguise: don't miss an apa deadline, don't skip exercise, don't forget to call the doctor.*

Okay, here's a short list:

1. Don't step on the cat.
2. Since he gets underfoot, don't wear shoes at home unless I have specific reason to (usually that I'm about to go out or have just gotten in). Slippers are okay.
3. Don't overdo the exercise, because that can be hard on the lungs.

* I stopped keeping a to-do list because it didn't get things done, it just made me unhappier about not doing them.

*deep breath*

I'm trying to believe that it's okay to have done almost nothing this weekend. A little of that nothing was of the do-and-then-undo sort, with regard to the computer (mouse/trackball stuff). It would be easier if I hadn't intended to write an apazine.

It would also be easier if I weren't, having been stood up by my GP, worrying about the state of my lungs. Mom called this afternoon, and I told her that yes I'm better, no I'm not well, and that yes, I have medication for the breathing, but it's an asthma inhaler and we don't know whether I have asthma, so it may be completely useless.

The odd part is that yesterday evening, chatting with adrian_turtle, I had a strong feeling of having accomplished a lot, though without anything in particular in mind.

*deep breath*

I'm trying to believe that it's okay to have done almost nothing this weekend. A little of that nothing was of the do-and-then-undo sort, with regard to the computer (mouse/trackball stuff). It would be easier if I hadn't intended to write an apazine.

It would also be easier if I weren't, having been stood up by my GP, worrying about the state of my lungs. Mom called this afternoon, and I told her that yes I'm better, no I'm not well, and that yes, I have medication for the breathing, but it's an asthma inhaler and we don't know whether I have asthma, so it may be completely useless.

The odd part is that yesterday evening, chatting with adrian_turtle, I had a strong feeling of having accomplished a lot, though without anything in particular in mind.