Thursday morning at the office. It’s the first morning all week where I haven’t had a fire drill of some sort, so I’m slowly easing myself into the workday.
Are you playing Wordle? Seems like everyone in the world is playing so I’ve jumped on the bandwagon. It’s funny in that there’s only one game per day and I think that’s what makes people excited about the word of the day. But because I am new and was trying to figure out how to play the game, I wanted to play more and more so I could get up to speed. Someone on PB (sorry, I can’t remember who or I’d definitely credit this person!) posted in a note somewhere an archive of all of the wordle games that have been posted so far (today’s Wordle is #222). I’m going to warn you, this is very addictive, so click at your own risk: Wordle Archives!
I spent most of my evening and stayed up past my bedtime last night playing Wordle. Just one more…just one more! It’s like druuuugs. I can’t stop. I guess it’s better than staying up all night drinking, huh?
I do kinda miss my nighttime bubbly, though.
I’m rethinking my drinking and the way I eat. I mean, something had to give me cancer, right? Was it from eating red meat? Sugar? Alcohol? Stress and worry (highly likely)?
And if there are things I can adjust in order to prevent a recurrence I’m going to adjust, right? But I just wish I knew exactly what it was…
Still, I can absolutely reduce things that are known carcinogens: red meat [check], highly processed foods [check], alcohol [semi-check], sugar [semi-check].
And add increase things that are proven beneficial: exercise [check], MORE exercise [semi-check], good veggies [check], therapy [check]
But a lot of this is a mystery. There are SO MANY people I’ve found out there who have done EVERYTHING right, by the book, brilliantly - and they still got cancer. Just people I’ve connected with on IG who went through treatment at the same time I did or are still going through treatment: there’s the gym owner and personal trainer, the vegan yoga instructor, the vegetarian professor, the dancer, the oncology nurse! And most of these people are younger than I am.
Fucking cancer.
It’s such a weird enemy because many times you can’t pinpoint where it’s coming from so you can’t get at the source. I guess what I’m saying is that it’s all a freaking crap shoot. The best you can do is the best you can do and then hope for a decent outcome.
I’m still happy in my prep work - getting ready for something bigger to happen in my life. I have high expectations for 2022, and we’re already nearly 8% of the way through it. There’s so much to do, but I’m not stressing over it. I should create a new vision board.
OK, duty calls!
GS
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