Love Is.... Self-care

Self-care is not blogging when I'm tired and really have nothing to say.

Self-care is turning out the light when my husband asks,
because we do like actually sleeping together.

Self-care is owning up to being a night-owl and just going with it.

Self-care is admitting 5am hurts.  And naps are nice.

Self-care is a shower.

Self-care is eating an apple, instead of saving them for others.

Self-care can be going ahead and pigging out on my favorite junk food.

Self-care is happily cooking a meal.

Self-care is asking to be taken out for a meal.

Self-care is taking care of things on my to-do list.

Self-care is taking it easy after a busy-do day.

Self-care is accepting compliments and understanding and love.

Even from myself.

Hither & Yon

Today was mostly spent driving.

Tuesday is chock-full of after-school activities.  OK, dance lesson for DLG & piano for MLB, but that's plenty.  We do not believe in over-scheduling anyone.

Midday, I drove all the way over to my mom's house to retrieve DLG's coat, and to bring back my vanity/desk from my childhood.  The piece looks lovely in her room.  I think I will go to Costco to get her some lighter colored shelves.  Then, it's on to figuring out how to fit my old double bed in her room.

Maybe we'll just commandeer her brother's room.  Boys don't need much space.

Steady as She Goes

Still plowing through my To Do List.  It contains between 20-25 items.  As some come off, I add others.  Some adds are emerging things; some are things that I've put off long enough.

Maybe by summer I can get it down to a reasonable 10-item as-needed list.



Nah.