Like, I swear it was just Sunday of last week. Been a quick week for sure, but also fuck all tiring - sort of a mild general life malaise. Ya know, a wee touch of the morbs.*
No one thing, just a bit of everything. Worries about the LilyMonster - who is doing well and eating like a small horse - some corporate gaslighting at work**, and all the damn freaking news, very little of which seems to be good. Oh and I had a dentist appointment Friday and they had the audacity to NOT reschedule at the last minute.
Just one of those weeks where I got very little done outside of work and wasn't really good at the whole looking after myself. I spent yesterday numbing myself with Mexican food and Instagram reels. Not ideal, but better than drugs or getting blackout drunk, right? Plus I have even more recipes saved that I'll probably never make, LMAO.
So, today needed to be a reset day. Off to a slightly bumpy start cause it rained a bit last night, then the temps plummeted, and when I went to get coffee, my car door was frozen shut. Remote start for melting FTW.
Got past that, got the car gassed up and washed, and hit the market. Got home and got into comfy pants and it was off to the races. Music on, daily and weekly to-do's all done and sorted. Sunday is the kitchen day and it is much shinier now. Did my damn yoga, which I'd not done all week and it felt SO GOOD. Then a long hot shower and washed my hair.
Yo, brain, please remember how nice this feels to clear the to-do list and do the yoga, OK? Please?
And now I can just chill the rest of the day and not have my brain screaming at me to Get Things Done.
You enjoy the rest of the weekend.
*Got the morbs is the a fantastic bit of Victorian slang that really needs to come back and I am doing my part.
** Corporate gaslighting is something I'm totally used to, but this was just a bit more "Wow, you really do think we're stupid" than usual.
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