August 29, 2016

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I am a bit ambivalent about the previous week. I tackled the mind, body, and compassion domains, faired fair in the domain of money, and accomplished not one fucking thing around the house. The goals are written in a specific order for a reason. There is an intentional hierarchy. While I initially had some reservations about placing compassion third, I felt and I have found that taking care of my mental and physical health first puts me in a better position to accomplish goals of compassion [relationship tasks]. Projects around the house are at the bottom of the list for a reason; however, if the same items persist week after week after fucking week …. Is that not, at least to some degree, a valid metric of my progress in life or lack thereof?

A few thoughts on this. A valid excuse is that I did pick up more days at work last week. I originally had several days off and I worked on those days. Also, I spent a great deal of time in the gym. There is nothing inherently wrong with this; however, it is unwise to allow everything else to go by the wayside to do so. At some point I breach a threshold of diminishing returns wherein my time at the gym is really no differently spent than time spent watching youtube videos or perusing facebook. There is nothing wrong with these activities either; that is, unless they begin to interfere with the life I wish to build. It is easy to rationalize ignoring the little rocks when I spent so much time in the domains of mind, body, and compassion. After all, if I were to die tomorrow, wouldn’t I be grateful that I spent my time with Suzi at a concert, doing things for Adora, my sister, Mark and Linda, meditating, lifting, doing jiujitsu, hanging out and talking with my friends at the gym, rather than doing yard work? This is not unreasonable; however, it is going to be very difficult to transform this house into an asset and work in Hawaii if I can’t manage to move a pile of dirt in front of the house or install a fucking door. I will attempt to start seeing these small rocks as bricks on the path toward my bigger goals. Toward the life I want to build.

I will also work toward deliberately and explicitly tying my short term goals toward my long term goals. Accomplishing 100% of my goals means nothing unless they are goals of true ambition and aspiration. Maintaining meniality will set me up for a self-reinforcing, self-perpetuating jog on a treadmill of mediocrity. And I don’t like jogging.

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