2020-09-08 — Trying to Pick Myself Up

Hidy-ho, peeps,

Happy Tuesday 🙂.

I still find myself trying to pick myself up after my relapse last week. It’s been really hard. I’ve been halfway between discouraged and depressed, I think. At the moment, I’m feeling somewhat better. I’m making progress in my actions. It’s just not corresponding very well into my mental/emotional/spiritual state. Yet. I’ll get there. 😊

I got up again at 5:30. Gold star for me, as one friend might say. I did all my morning dailies, except for a new ones I added last night that I completely forgot about, but… two days in a row of 5:30… I’ll take it. And doing my dailies. I’ll take it.

I think I somewhat forgot about my 4×5, which I, as of this moment, have turned into a 5×5 (the additional 5 minute cleanup is electronic cleanup, such as emails, texts, computer files, etc.).

I made some solid progress this morning on getting my state property taxes turned in. I probably have a couple more hours to put in there before I’m ready to actually submit. I also finally called up the IRS to check on the status of my S-corp election.

They still have nothing to tell me.

Ugh.

Basically, I was told that they’re submitting a request to have my stuff looked at, but that it might be 30-60 days before I hear anything at all.

Man, government is so slow. Sooooooooo slow.

Anyway, but that’s more progress. At least I’ve knocked on their door a little bit instead of just waiting and waiting and waiting like I’d been doing. It’s been on my to-do list for a long while, and I finally did something. So that’s good.

I’ve certainly learned my lesson. It has not been worth it at all to try and submit everything myself. I would have paid probably $300 for a company to submit everything for me. I tried to do it myself, and it’s been almost two years, three application attempts later, and likely $2500-$3000 in fines for being late on my taxes, much of it because of the complications with this crazy S-corp election.

It’s… crazy.

Live and learn. It’s only money. And a lot of stress and wasted time, of course. Oh well. Life goes on.

I’m in the market for a bed. King size, I think (I like my beds big… and soft). Yeah, king size with a pillow top, I think. Any suggestions? I’ve been sleeping cross ways on two full beds for a long time know, the space between the two right around my waist, I think. It’s not been awful, but it’s not the most comfortable.

I’d really like a murphy bed. That would be awesome. Although the slope of my room’s ceiling won’t let one be in here, realistically. Still… I’d like to have one. I might putz around on Facebook Marketplace and look for one.

What else… I returned nearly all of the $950 worth of tools that I’d purchased for the tech I was about to hire who decided not to work for me after all. Add that to the $700 in parts returns I did yesterday and the additional nearly $500 worth of parts returns I did today, and… suddenly my bank account will feel a little better. I also have 17 checks to deposit from while I was on my little side trip to… 14 states.

Oh, my little Honda turned 200,000 on my drive back. I forgot to mention that. Go little Honda. 😊

You know, I might decide to have a little fun with that car… It treated me well. Maybe I’ll try and make it look nice.

Maybe not. 🙃 It’s a lot of effort with probably almost zero ROI other than having a prettier car than the ugly thing it is right now.

Thomas cleaned up the kitchen a bit more today. Add that to me getting the bazillion Amazon boxes (all the tools) out of the living room, and it’s starting to feel like someone actually cares around here again. It’s nice. Nice on the soul. Need to get my room like that, too. Tired of living in an overcrowded cluttered room. Soooooo many papers to go through, strewn around on the floor. Sooooo much to do in the way of taxes and stuff. Soooooo much work.

But… I’ll get through it. Bit by bit. Bring it on.

So… I’m making progress. I’m trying to get my mojo back. I’m making progress, but with everything that’s going on, I’m struggling to be excited about the progress that I’m making. That’s a little different. I’m trying to figure that one out. I was so excited not that long ago. Now… I see the progress, but I’m not excited about it. It just… is.

I want to change that. Bring the excitement back. Bring back the hope that the changes used to bring to me.

Anyway, work was… work. Obstacles caused a few issues. Ford said they were going to deliver something, and my tech waited and waited, but they never showed. I called back, and the driver hadn’t even picked up the part yet, so that… stunk. But… oh well. I’m learning to roll with things more. I just sent my tech on to the next job. It wasted his time and my money, but… again… life goes on.

I was able to do two cars today in addition to all the other errands and administrative things I had to do. So, that was something. 😊

Had a good chat with my nephew when I got back today. That was good. I’ve got to figure out morning exercise, though. Winter is coming. It’s super dark in the mornings. Hard to get motivated to run in the dark, especially when you don’t like running at all. Give me a basketball court, and I’d be much better. We’ll see. I have some ideas. I’m still trying to figure out how to make servicize work as a legitimate form of exercise. I get exercise doing it, but not cardio, I guess I should say. It’s hard to stay going hard enough to get good cardio out of it. Or maybe it’s just more work, and I’m lazy?

Anyway, time for gratitude.

#1. I’m grateful that I only had to pay return shipping on one of the 11 items I returned to Amazon today. That was nice.

#2. I’m grateful that I was able to make a dent in the administrative stuff I have to do.

#3. I’m grateful to be making progress, even if it’s not motivating me anymore. I guess I’m sort of… not feeling much in the way of emotions right now.

#4. I’m grateful to have the Durango to use. I looked for work vans again today to no avail. It’s hard to find a work van at a good price. They go for so much.

#5. I’m grateful to have to days in a row at 5:30 wake up time. Tomorrow will be 3.

#6. I’m grateful that I was better at prioritizing the important things today. When things drag out, and tend to be fairly large projects anyway, I tend to let them get to the point that even thinking about working on them overwhelms me, so they just sit there, no progress made, causing stress because I know I should be working on them, but I’m not. Today, I made progress in prioritizing.

To be better…

#1. Be better at remembering to actually look at my to-do list. It’s really helpful… when I actually look at it. 🙃

Good night, my wonderful peopleses. Loves and hugs.

Lift the World.

~ stephen

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6 thoughts on “2020-09-08 — Trying to Pick Myself Up

  1. Congrats on the taxes progress.

    For beds…king sounds great! Hot tip: The softer the mattress, the quicker you get a big ol’ trough in the mattress, where you sleep–which makes it harder to thrash around, which defeats the purpose of the king. To make it all last longer, get a medium or harder mattress, then put a super softie mattress topper on it. Cheaper to go through toppers than mattresses. 😀

    Thanks for the attitude of gratitude!

  2. You can do it, Stephen…
    I’m putting a plug in for the boyd night air six chamber air beds. WE LOVE OURS!!! And, like JMC recommends, we put a nice soft foam topper on it. 🙂 HEA- VEN!!! And almost infinitely adjustable, including in the torso area!

  3. Oh, Stephen, you’ve felt the high of accomplishment and the lows of mistakes. The highs feel good, but that feeling isn’t why we’re on the journey. It’s like the flush of a new romance eventually calms. A lot of people fell their relationship has failed when this happens. It’s just become real, that’s all. Real with highs and lows and work and dedication. Real growth takes grit. It takes resilience. It takes determination. Sometimes we get euphoria. Sometimes we hit bottom. But we’re still moving, still growing. Love the whole journey. Be present for all of it.

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