Piece by piece, putting it together.

Guys, I think I may have this student thing down...

I had a paper due yesterday, guess when it was finished? Wednesday.

I haven't forgotten an on-line quiz yet. I am ahead on my reading, and I am starting on my next assignment for class...

Do you know how much stress that takes away?

I also have made myself a bedtime, I'm trying this new thing where I have regular sleep hours to see if it helps me sleep any better. I am now in bed before or at the latest 11:00pm and I am out of bed before 8 in the morning, usually closer to seven because I have classes. and guess what, I think it's working. I've been waking up less in the middle of the night.

I also, this week, started hiking my butt up Old Main hill instead of being lazy and taking the shuttle. My legs hate me, but it helps wake me up for class. I also went on a walk with an old roommate yesterday. I really am slowly trying to get physical activity back into my life.

I've also opened my scriptures four days in a row, and last night I even read 3 chapters. I didn't retain very much, but I read them. I am also trying to get morning prayers back into my life.

I am cooking meals again...well...if I have somebody else around that will help me eat food. But It does leave me leftovers, and even when I have no one else to cook for I still have more veggies in my life.

I know these seem like really small things to a lot of people, but for me, especially after this last year, these are huge milestones. Like mega milestones. The fact that I am putting more effort back into my appearance. The fact that I opened my scriptures. The fact that I generally am okay with being around people. The fact that I hike my butt up Old Main multiple times a day, or that I am actually sleeping. These are such good things.

And I am happier. I have felt better, mentally, the last 2 months than I have in over a year. I have people who are pleasant to be around. I have several dear friends who have said very nice things to me, and I am not sure they know just how much those kind words mean to me and how much I've needed them. I wish I was better at expressing my gratitude for them.

I'm nowhere near where I want to be mentally, physically, or spiritually, but I am finally starting to make steps in the right direction instead of just being stuck stagnant and even digressing a little bit. And progress feels good. I am so grateful that I am finally, slowly, putting my life back together.