The One-Eighty

Taking in my surroundings, I note a wisp of dog hair that was missed by yesterday’s vacuuming, or it’s a new one that formed overnight. The mini-blind on the window in front of me is hanging crooked. The right side is lower than the left, so I walked over and straightened it, then did a half rotation of 180 degrees to walk into the kitchen. The Chemex is complete, so I reached up and grabbed a clean mug from the tray of mugs on the shelf above the stove, even though I knew there was a perfectly good cup for coffee sitting in another room that would work fine after a rinse. Each step of the day is new and deserves to be greeted as such.

Last year, I bought a new kitchen scale, mainly to measure coffee grinds, but it will weigh more than that. It’s digital and looks to be made of white glass, but it’s probably acrylic just in case it’s dropped. The glass jar at the base of the coffee grinder weighs around 155 grams when empty. I flip the switch of the grinder and slowly count to five then turn it off and place the jar of grinds on the scale. I stare at the digital read out to register and smile when it reads 180 grams, because that’s the perfect amount of coffee for my Chemex, but it doesn’t happen every day.

Some mornings I’m in a hurry and turn the grinder off too soon and the grinds weigh 178g, but other mornings I count too slowly, or am distracted and it goes over to 185g. I see this as a gauge for my inner energy for the day from doing every step by hand and how much focus is on the task. Little focus amounts to under, or over the desired amount, but being present and paying attention to every step, it’s nailed. The scale reading tells me a lot about where I am in my day and seeing the 180g makes me smile. Balance is important and my energy is on an even keel when the digital scale lights up and reads the one eighty.

You don’t need a scale for this, my darling. At any given moment you can pivot your body, or thoughts with a half rotation and give your day the one eighty. The scale just makes it more visible, and I gravitate toward shiny.

PS. My phone has been left turned off every morning for one week since sharing in this post here. That’s why I’m noticing more of my surroundings.


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13 responses to “The One-Eighty”

  1. I love this! I remember when I stopped daily drinking. It was all the things I never noticed each morning that kept me from going back to daily drinking. I still love my mornings, so glad you’re enjoying yours! ❤️

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    1. Thank you Jackie and I remember the same. 💖

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  2. We have had a kitchen scale for years and for years it sat in a basket on the fridge collecting dust. We started using it a while back and it is funny how satisfying it is to ‘nail it’ regardless of what we are weighing. ☺️

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    1. Isn’t it fun? Now that I’ve started using it, not sure I could give it up! 💜

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      1. We mostly use ours when we buy family size packages of meat and break them down into small packages for freezing. (And then have to take out nine packages of single chicken breasts when we have a family supper. 😂)

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      2. But what a blessing to be able to do that! 💜

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    1. Exactly and thank you, lovely. 💙

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  3. I have never been a morning person. Being self-employed, I have always been able to schedule things based on my personal preference for sleeping in (sometimes as late as 8:00 am!). But I have a granddaughter now, a sweet 14 month old bundle of energy and I take care of her two days a week. I was going to their house, but I like my house better — I know that sounds kind of rude, and I don’t mean there’s anything wrong with their house. But I’m more comfortable in my house — I feel more at ease if I want to help myself to something in the cabinet or make myself some coffee. Even though I know perfectly well that they don’t mind me doing the same at their house.

    Part of it may be that I like the idea of making memories with my granddaughter in MY home — YiaYia’s home will become part of the tapestry of her memories woven together over time. All that to say:

    Since I started caring for her here, in my home, I’ve been going to bed at 8:30 pm or 9:00 pm and waking up at 4:45 am. I have several hours before she arrives at 9:00 am to take care of things that I may not have gotten done the day before. And to my complete and utter shock and horror, I am actually finding I enjoy it. Maybe I was a morning person all along and just never realized it without the proper motivation?

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    1. This is so beautiful Laura and I love so many pieces of what you shared. First, congratulations on having a granddaughter that you get to spend time with weekly. That’s pure treasure and I can understand why your home is better suited for this. You are making memories and those made at grandma’s house stick with me to this day.

      I wasn’t a morning person for half of my life, but when my daughter was little, I learned to wake up before she did to have time to myself. You’ve learned this too and I applaud you for going to bed early so you can rise to the occasion. Maybe we all have a morning person in us, but just need a good enough reason to wake that side of us up, long before dawn.

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  4. This gave me a chuckle, measuring our frame of mind by the scale, but I get it. ❤️

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