the beauty of tumblr’s retrochronological dash is that when you come back online, if the first post you see is “okay im normal now” you know you’re about to witness the most spectacular meltdown a mutual has ever had in recent memory, followed by the impetus that trigger the entire event
Here’s something that has done good things for my mental health.
When I go into the bathroom and shut the door.
See, when we moved in that door wouldn’t latch. A couple of months ago I grabbed a drill, a dremel tool, and a screwdriver - and I fixed it. It latches now, and every time I shut the door I’m reminded that I made that happen.
When I go into the basement and see the exposed rafters - that’s because I took out the awful drop ceiling which used to be there.
When I go into the office and walk under the projector screen hanging fromt he ceiling - that’s because I mounted it up there.
When I use the laundry sink in the basement - that’s because I installed that thing.
When I turn on the under-cabinet lighting - that’s because I installed that lighting.
Owning a house means I’m surrounded with daily reminders that I can Do Things. I can affect the environment around me and make it better. And if I could take out that drop ceiling, or build the desk I’m using right now, or fix a door frame… well, I can clean up the back yard, too. I can replace that dodgy ceiling fan and repaint the closet.
All the time I am reminded I can achieve things. Because the work I do on the house matters.
Most people don’t own a house, so that part doesn’t quite scale. But we can make furniture, fix clothing, or just sort a collection of stuff. Point is, I think it helps to have a tangible reminder of real achievement and improvement. That today really is better than yesterday because of something you did.
It doesn’t have to be big. It doesn’t have to be instagrammable. It just has to matter to you.