I’m hard on myself almost all the time. I am my own harshest critic. I know this, my husband reminds me of this. My mother tells me this…
The fact right now is that I have been taking slow and meaningful steps towards real change.
Slowly but surely.
Budgeting is getting better. Food is getting better. Exercise is going to get better.
My sleep schedule is totally off right now because allergies have been waking me up every morning around 4, sneezing and wheezing. I’m told that the coming frost will provide some relief.
The kid has started school and our schedule will regulate. I’ll figure it all out.
My stress level peaked on the first day of school – I’ve been sick, losing sleep, and I was terrified that she would fight going.
Now, after spending all of Friday in bed, totally drained of energy, I feel better. I think. Kid had two good days at school, we’ve got nothing specific booked for the weekend, and I’ve got some things on my social calendar that will help lift my mood while I work my way back into my exercise routine.
Slowly but surely…