First thing’s first. I’ve just decided that while I’m here I’m going to learn how to write with my left. I will keep you posted on my progress.
I saw this video the other day where a general in the US army was talking to a graduating class about the importance of completing small tasks throughout your day. He used the example of making your bed. Your first complete/incomplete of the day. It isn’t much but if completed it can build a small sense of completion. He believed that since you made your bed it is more likely that you will finish more small tasks throughout the day and therefore feel more accomplished by the end of it.
Everyone needs this. I really need this. This is my first day in Brooklyn. It just really hit me that I will have every day off here. I have to start “adulting”.
My bed is not made. One second… now it is.
For my first few days here me and my boyfriend are staying at his college dorm. By the end of the week we move to an apartment. Our home for the next 3 months. If you’ve ever walked into a dorm room where two adult men are living together you can imagine how clean it is(n’t). As soon as we move, a new way of living starts. For example, we are not buying any more take-away.
Today’s reading material is The College Cookbook by Geri Harrington. My dad lent me this book for my Brooklyn stay. I’ve now read the first 5 pages. It’s basically just telling me to complete several small tasks everyday when it comes to food. The main idea is of course “Do your own cooking”, and then it breaks it down for young inexperienced cooks like myself. “Compare prices”, “Buy fruits and vegetables that are in season”, “No ‘easy-to-cook’ dinners”.
Changing my eating habits will award me with a lot of small accomplishments.
While I’m here my goal is to learn how to be a responsible adult. No one really knows when they’ve become an adult. When you’re younger you think it’ll just hit you one day. You think you’ll get medal from your parents and there will be a celebration in your honor. But that doesn’t happen.
I’ve now made the decision of becoming an adult. As a 23 year old it might sound stupid, but I’m beginning to think you become an adult when you decide to.
I’ve now made my bed, I’ve started my second blog, I’ve written down tips for cooking, (with my left hand). Suck it small tasks, Bergþóra is now an adult.