Today I tackled a nagging task – something that has been plaguing me for nearly a year – and I can’t tell you how much better I feel. My actions didn’t completely solve the problem, but even the small steps forward were a huge weight lifted. Maybe you have something holding you back? Something that started off as a small annoyance that you’ve left for a little too long? You don’t need anyone to give you permission to fix it – but I’ll give it to you anyway. Whatever it is, it’ll be okay. Just get yourself moving. Just take the baby step. Do it! Start!
I spent a good deal of my day in limbo – that first baby step turned out to be slightly more complicated than I’d have hoped. While waiting, I visited my mom’s preschool class, and had lunch with the kiddos.
First we had “lunch” in the playground sandpit, where I was surrounded by a group of eager children scooping sand by the spoonful into my bowl. “It’s chili!” I started off. “What are you putting in it?”. The great thing about imaginary chili is that you can spend minutes at a time naming off ingredients for them to add. “Do you like avocados?” (Mixed reviews). “Where’s the cheese?!” I’d ask, as someone eagerly dumped more sand into my bowl. The older ones would start rattling off ingredients of their own. “Chile Peppers!” “Red or Green?”. And then eventually we all broke out giggling when someone threw in a handful of “chocolate chips”. At that point we decided that it was actually imaginary oatmeal, but before we could get really started, it was time to head inside.
Later, at lunch, I had a two year old in a spider man outfit repeatedly lick me, and a four year old ask if I’d like to see his butt. I opened up gogurt, and apple carrot pouches, encouraged a few more bites of sandwich, and then confused several of them when I admitted that I don’t like raisins. Preschoolers are rad, and a good time was had by all. Sometimes I’m pretty sure that I relate better with certain four year olds than I do adults.
After work, my mom and I headed over to the Juicery to grab a pick me up – it’s a local spot owned by the older brother of a kid I went to elementary school with. Technically I went to school with him too, but he was definitely “a big brother”, and I still see him that way. It’s good to see that business is doing well, and that the juice, as always, is delicious.
The Juicery
Juicery.com
51 Hanover St Portsmouth, NH 03801
(603) 431-0693
