![]() The cat killed my computer. I knew it was only a matter of time before it happened. My cat Mario likes to hop up on furniture and push things to the ground as he circles around creating a napping nest. The other morning I found my laptop suspiciously lying on the floor. I must have left it somewhat precariously perched on the end table next to my recliner where it was vulnerable to a giant misplaced cat leap. It’s happened before but I was lucky no damage was done in the past. Unfortunately my luck ran out. Thank God the basic mechanics of my computer are OK and I can still write my blog, but there is a very annoying problem with the computer screen. All the solid black areas are now pixelated red. It gives me a headache to look at them. I adjusted the background colors so it is not as annoying but it looks like I will be buying a new laptop in the near future. ![]() Does Mario care or even know what disasters follow him around? What is going on in his little walnut sized brain? I believe he is basically a creature seeking comfort. Who cares if there is anything of value on the end table if there is a potential for creating a comfy resting spot. What difference does it make if that chair cost more than any other piece of furniture in the house? It’s climbable. Feeling an overwhelming desire to throw up a fur ball while relaxing on the white bedspread? Go for it. There’s no point in punishing Mario for bad behavior. He is doing what cats do and he does it well. I wish I could go through my life ignoring the consequences of my behavior like Mario. But I am human. As much as having comfort-seeking as my main goal seems appealing, it is not a practical way to live. I must weigh the potential results of my decisions against the problems they could create. There is a part of me that battles against doing the things I know I need to do to stay healthy, like exercising and planning what I am going to eat. Somewhere buried in my gray matter is a large “comfort seeking” zone that wants to spend the day lying in the sun like my cats. I wish I intuitively followed healthy habits but I don’t, and now I have to consciously work on changing the unhealthy habits of my comfort seeking psyche that wants instant gratification without consequences. The irony of seeking comfort is that it sometimes leads to the exact opposite. I am not comfortable in my body when it is not able to do the things I want it to do. I want to feel strong and mobile. I know when I establish healthy habits they will give me comfort in a way that goes way beyond the pleasure of taking a cat nap in the sun.
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