I was thinking something similar recently about how little by little, with sometimes massive shifts, we do affect our habits. What was at the time a massive mountain may be now the occasional rock in the shoe.
Proactively connecting with my family; rather than isolating myself from them. Small things. Walks with the wife. Game time with the kids. Turn the radio off in the car, and talk.Reminding myself really quickly and starkly, when I've had to, how catastrophic and dysfunctional my old life used to be. Don't let dangerous embers smoulder. Snuff them out fast.
Man what a slap that must have felt like when you found it.
Might have been feeling a sense of comfort in the new job, Phin. A bit of complacency set in that took my edge off. But away from a single event, I think it's just the cumulative effect of a year of covid lockdown. I mean.... who gives a rat's ass if I have a 6-pack? Nobody knows if I'm wearing an ironed shirt or not when I'm working from home. That kind of Can't Be Arsed attitude has come into play. Dunno if others have felt similar.
No complacency this week. Work is on the edge. Exciting and frightening at the same time.Family life improving a lot. Wife's HRT has made a big difference to physical affection in the relationship.
Can totally relate to this, WIP. I am man enough to admit that I've been rocking pajama bottoms all week, Zoom meetings be damned.