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Stimulation and How I Learned to Love Dishwashing

When I bought a house ten years ago, I also bought place settings for six and silverware for twelve. Then I developed a minor fascination with bone China and bought settings for eight. I probably had four dozen glasses. About once a month or so, all of these dishes would be piled up in and around my sink, begging to be cleaned. I didn't have a lot of dinner parties-- I just hated doing dishes so much that I'd procrastinate until washing became a full day event. Those days were some of my least favorite.

A few days ago, I was doing the dishes for the six of us that ate dinner. There were pots, pans, plates, serving utensils, and glasses. The works. For the first time ever, I found myself enjoying doing the dishes. I could appreciate the warm water on my hands and the shine in the pot when it was clean. When I washed everything that wasn't dishwasher safe, I started handwashing the things that could have just gone in the dishwasher. It wasn't fun exactly, but it was so enjoyable that I actually found myself looking forward to washing the dishes the next day.

Work has become the same way. I don't love all aspects of it equally, but when I wake up and know I have a tough day ahead of me, I feel great. Pant of it is that I know the day will end with a nice chunk of progress made, but most of it is the actual act of working. I love it. I can't wait to face off with a bug that's been bothering me for weeks, trace it through all of our code, and fix it. It's relaxing, like an internal Swedish massage.

My friend Constance wrote me an email today. She was talking about me with her sister and some friends, describing my hyperfocus on work, learning, and other productive things. An excerpt from her email:

Post N° 2

On Something

I'm really tired. I want to sleep! But I'll do it in a little while. So now...

My day was good! I had fun making exercises and reading a few blogs here. I think something just changed. About myself, about how I see things. I don't know, it's weird.

I'ves just read about the self-compassion. If you want, you can check it out here. It's just that... you can think in a certain way since always, but in a moment, everything you believed in seems to be wrong. And that's the time when you must have an open mind. You can't say no to knowledge.

So yeah, I'm feeling really inspired haha. Today was my second class at my english course! I have a different teacher because we were too many in one class, so they divided us in two. I'm a little dissapointed because I had already made a friend, and now I don't know anybody. Again.

I don't know... sometimes I think I think too much haha. I want to do so many things with my life... But I just dream... and do nothing. But I'm trying to change that part of me. I want to do the things that I love, I want to be happy. This is my first day in this never ending road. And I feel really good.

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