Things Usually Sound Better in my Head than They Do on Paper

Consistency.

Consistency in your diet saves you from spending the entire night in the bathroom. Consistency in self-affirmations will inevitable boost your self-esteem. Consistency in a homework schedule will result in a fun-filled, stress-free weekend.

I think people underestimate the power of consistency. Consistency is the magic ingredient to life. We all learn important lessons or desirable traits that we wish we could implement into our daily lives. Little do we know that this could be achieved if we all just became consistent people.  

Why my consistency kick you ask? Because I realized this week just how much more effective I am when I have a consistent schedule. Eating schedule, sleeping schedule, and working schedule. Perhaps its because once something becomes part of your everyday schedule, then you no longer have to waste energy on it. You can take the energy that would have been geared towards that activity and apply it to something else you have been wanting to do.

Gosh, writing this sounds a lot stupider than it did when I was explaining it to myself in my head.

Alas, this week I have a new resolve to be consistent. My guess is it will make quite the difference with how I use my time as well as my mood. Guess we will see. . . .

Mind Over Matter

Well today is Sunday. That’s quite unfortunate.

This blog was due last Sunday. So my hope is that I can write this today and then find some way to rewind seven days. I think my best bet will be to become BFF with Hermione Granger. . .

I made a connection today. I realized that ever since the due date for this blog assignment got pushed back to being due at midnight on Sunday rather than Saturday, I’ve done exponentially worse at getting it submitted on time. How does that make sense?! I guess I could say that I use Sunday as a day of rest and never do my homework that day. But I would just be lying to myself (and Brooke. Brooke is my one committed follower of my blog. Hi Brooke. How is your day going?).

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that I realized when I’m given more leniency, I use it up. Unfortunately, not in a good way. Having this assignment due one day later makes it that much easier for me to forget, somehow. (I really don’t know how, that makes no sense.)

I've contemplated many solutions, but most of them included sleeping and making cookies. Which neither one helps me accomplish my blog so I had to scratch them both. It seems the only reasonable solution is to trick my mind into thinking that this blog is still due on Saturday night. Mind over matter perhaps?? So what I am going to do from here on out is write my blog by Saturday night so that I don’t have to deal with any of my late nonsense anymore.

As Frodo once told me, “This task was appointed to you, if you do not find a way, no one will”. He said someone really smart told him that once upon a time, so I figure it is sound advice. 

If You Think Your Life is Boring, Go Take a Tour of the Jail

Spanish Fork Jail.

It's located about thirty seconds from the studio where I used to work. Quite literally. The sad part is, I never realized it was there. I guess I wouldn't say sad. That's not the right word to use. Pathetic. Yup, that's more like it. I mean honestly, what does that say about me? I had no clue what was located within a mile of my work. Oblivious. I'm gonna work on that. . . .

Let's get back on track here. Tonight I was able to go tour the Spanish Fork jail. A good friend of mine works there and mentioned he could give us a tour. Sounded interesting! So a few friends of mine and I went over for a night tour. I arrived expecting to be entertained, but I quickly realized that I had entered with the wrong mentality.

If you are a Smallville fan (which I may or may not be. Tom Welling is just WAY to good looking for this world. . . ) then you will quickly be reminded of an episode including Lex Luthor from the description I am about to give. Dull lighting, white walls and floors, never-ending hallways, thick glass windows, bars, eyes staring through the bars, shadows passing the small living areas, and loads of somber faces. Certainly not an atmosphere that generates creativity, spontaneity, or liveliness.

Recently, I found myself mulling over my supposedly mundane and predictable schedule each day. I took for granted my surroundings, opportunities, and most importantly, the smiling faces I pass each day. Going to the jail, I quickly realized how complacent I had become with my life. I let each day pass by, thinking its just another normal day. How quick I am to forget the joys and opportunities I can have each day. Joys and opportunities that these solemn inmates may not have for years, or ever.

So I received a much needed slap to the face tonight. Tomorrow will be a different day. I won't look at it as waking up to repeat the same walk to school and sit in the same seat. Tomorrow I will be grateful for room I wake up in, so full of color and personal possessions. I will be grateful I am in the midst of so many people eager to learn and grow. And most importantly, I will be grateful that I have made life decisions that landed me in the situation I am in today.