Floor Time
/flôr tīm/
noun
the 15-60 minute time period spent laying on the floor in the middle of the work day, typically as a relief from the soul-sucking reality of corporate America.
If you’re reading this, that means you made it to February 2024, and *phew* I truly never thought we’d see the day. Normally, I feel like Januaries are energizing—and to a degree, I suppose I still do. You’re riding off the high of the holidays, ready to take on your list of resolutions and make some changes. Maybe you didn’t drink if you’re into that sorta thing. Perhaps you exchanged a vital organ for an Equinox membership. But aside from the obvious resolutions, it’s very possible you got to a point and thought to yourself, wait, but what are the changes *I* need exactly? Sometimes they’re hard to articulate.
Perhaps I’m thinking about this because I am sick and have been physically stuck in my bed for the past 24 hours. Or perhaps this resonates more with people who are self-employed like me, but I think we can all feel trapped no matter what situation we’re in. Even if we’re not stuck on paper. For instance, I have a friend who is consistently praised and promoted at work. Raises and bonuses seem to come easily every cycle, but she feels deeply unfulfilled at her job—wondering if this is the path she wants to be on at all. It’s during these seasons of life that a more thorough audit may be required.
I read this NYT article this week about ways to jumpstart your life. For those that hit the paywall, I’ll lay out the 5 tips this author suggests:
Do a ‘friction audit’
Reframe negative thoughts
Try ‘futurecasting’
Share your goal
Do something meaningful
This week, it was helpful to go through this exercise and write out what all 5 steps would look like for me. I may not have the energy to tackle them all today or even this week, but it’s a good thing to think about as we all try to take control of our lives during a very out-of-control time.
That’s kinda all I have for you today?? My brain fog is kicking in from whatever this mystery illness is—so I’ll make it up to you next week in a jumbo Floor Time :)
Something I Thought of in the Shower
No but for real how IS she going to get from Tokyo to Las Vegas in a day!?
Something Pretty
Aside from Austin Butler (I’m sorry I just do not stan—but I understand), this is a picture of basically every person I have a crush on.
Something To Laugh About
Here are this week’s gems:
Well, well, well, if this isn’t live footage of me on my commute—documented at last.
This is a rare example of me relating to a white man *so* much.
This ruined my whole week and now I’m ensuring it ruins yours, too.
Please enjoy this cameo I made on C Sees It. Welp, I guess I really am this snarky all the time and someone finally caught it on camera.
Something for Clarice
Hey! This newsletter is free and I intend to keep it that way. That said, if you love it and want to show your appreciation, buy me a coffee :)
By the way…I’m reading this.
Per my roommate, Lizzie’s, recommendation, I am now reading We Could Be So Good by Cat Sebastian, a queer love story that takes place at a newspaper in the 1950s. So far I’m getting Newsies and Casey McQuiston rolled up into one and it’s the perfect sick day read.
Happy February, chickens! Apologies my sick brain means a shorter Floor Time, but I hope you use the time back (omg who am I, the most corporate woman in America?!) to go through those unstuck exercises and get some clarity as we say farewell to the void that was January.
Til’ next time, sweethearts. Your friend,
Clarice