Overthinking About Overthinking
Lately I find myself overthinking everything.
This is pretty much something I've done my whole life, but I notice that it became more instinctive/habitual after I played Survivor the first time.
And then OVERWHELMINGLY habitual after the second time I played Survivor. (The game just kind of sucks you into this non-stop analysis of every tiny detail of every action. At least, that's how it was for me--because I was trying my best to control every decision in an effort to win the million dollars.)
But my point!
It's typically a great thing to think through some of your life-decisions.
But it's not always a great thing to spend your time non-stop thinking and rethinking every tiny thing you do. For example, yesterday I literally spent something like 45 minutes fretting over whether I should save some gallon-sized freezer bags and reuse them--because some of the veggies I'd had in them were only in there for like 12 hours.
Literally 45 minutes thinking about gallon freezer bags!
And during that time I started thinking about how much waste I make and how little other people have, and how a plastic bag would have been a GIFT on Survivor (keeps out rain, stores food, etc.).
Sometimes my brain just goes ... and goes.
And then, in an ideal situation, I realize what's happening and I stop myself.
But sometimes, instead of stopping the insanity, I start to overthink WHY I am overthinking. ("Why are you overthinking something like gallon freezer bags, Dawn? STOP! You know what you should be overthinking, how much processed food you eat." SEE ... even when I stop myself, my brain gives me some sneaky way of moving onto another topic to overthink.)
Pretty sure this is the definition of being nutty.
Not all the time; just sometimes.
Phew. Glad I got that off my chest.
PS: Before I move onto photos from the week, can I just say, this winter has been the WORST winter for colds in our family. We have never--NEVER--had this many colds in our family. As soon as we get rid of one, three more strike. And sometimes with the same people. YUCK.
And now, some photos from the week:
This is pretty much something I've done my whole life, but I notice that it became more instinctive/habitual after I played Survivor the first time.
And then OVERWHELMINGLY habitual after the second time I played Survivor. (The game just kind of sucks you into this non-stop analysis of every tiny detail of every action. At least, that's how it was for me--because I was trying my best to control every decision in an effort to win the million dollars.)
But my point!
It's typically a great thing to think through some of your life-decisions.
But it's not always a great thing to spend your time non-stop thinking and rethinking every tiny thing you do. For example, yesterday I literally spent something like 45 minutes fretting over whether I should save some gallon-sized freezer bags and reuse them--because some of the veggies I'd had in them were only in there for like 12 hours.
Literally 45 minutes thinking about gallon freezer bags!
And during that time I started thinking about how much waste I make and how little other people have, and how a plastic bag would have been a GIFT on Survivor (keeps out rain, stores food, etc.).
Sometimes my brain just goes ... and goes.
And then, in an ideal situation, I realize what's happening and I stop myself.
But sometimes, instead of stopping the insanity, I start to overthink WHY I am overthinking. ("Why are you overthinking something like gallon freezer bags, Dawn? STOP! You know what you should be overthinking, how much processed food you eat." SEE ... even when I stop myself, my brain gives me some sneaky way of moving onto another topic to overthink.)
Pretty sure this is the definition of being nutty.
Not all the time; just sometimes.
Phew. Glad I got that off my chest.
PS: Before I move onto photos from the week, can I just say, this winter has been the WORST winter for colds in our family. We have never--NEVER--had this many colds in our family. As soon as we get rid of one, three more strike. And sometimes with the same people. YUCK.
And now, some photos from the week:
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| We were able to buy veggies and fruit from a local food co-op this week. WAY FUN. |
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| The color alone makes me happy. (PS: Each week you get this pretty BIG basket of seasonal produce for $15.00. Amazing in my mind.) |
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| One cool thing the co-op does is keep a blog with recipes for using the foods in your basket that week. (This week had an Asian veggie them, so they gave a recipe for baked won-tons. And I made 'em. First time ever making won-tons. PS: I cook a lot. It may be the only time my brain doesn't just run and run and run. I'm focused during this time. Which I love. |
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| Won-ton filling: shredded chicken, chives, ginger (which we prounounce: gin-gah), shredded carrots, siracha, soy sauce, cilantro, and sesame seeds). |
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| Before baking. |
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| A berry sauce they recommended for the won-tons. It was kind of spicy--so our kids weren't fans. (That was kind a bummer (and got me overthinking "waste" again.) |
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| Won-tons after the bake. |
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| I know, poor lobsters. But, I had to share. My parents sent this photo of their lobster bday dinner. (My brother and I, plus families, got this for my dad's bday last week. Not funny, but true story: the lobsters flew from Maine, alive, to be there for my dad's bday.) |
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| My parents brought this up for me at Thanksgiving ... and I held onto it because I thought it would be so fun to grow around St. Paddy's day (when nothing is growing in our frozen-hibernating state of Utah). Getting close now! (PS: That means our daughter Papaya is about to turn 15. Woo hoo!) |
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| And we were able to celebrate our friend Bill Conley's life at his funeral last week. It was a beautiful service and his family is incredible. We love the Conleys. |
