I cringed at the sight of the dirty dishes in the sink.
My stomach ached at the sight of the pile of laundry that needed to be sorted, treated and washed.
Grocery shopping had not been done.
The garbage was over flowing.
Floors were not swept or mopped.
Bed sheets had not been changed; hell the bed wasn’t even made!
Living-room hadn’t been cleaned and I think there were a pair of shoes under the coffee table too along with remnants of dinner from the night before.
And the list goes on and on and on…..
I’m exhausted; physically and mentally. I have been burning the candle at both ends for quite sometime and it has officially caught up with me. I work almost 7 days a week and I am not complaining. I love what I do. But at this time… I couldn’t give a SH*T about what was not done.
When my boyfriend said that his friends invited us out to dinner, I declined. I couldn’t go anywhere. Hell, I just got home and the mere thought of having to comb through my closet for a decent outfit, put on a full face of make-up, do something with my hair and be jovial and social was just too much to bear. But I encouraged him to go and I was glad he did. My weekend chore list was staring me in the face and guess what? I was TOO TIRED TO CARE. I don’t want you to think that I am an untity person. I’m not. Far from it actually. I have a weekly Saturday morning date with my broom and mop. I function better in a tidy home.
My boyfriend dressed and reluctantly left without me. I had the apartment to myself. My fur daughter Ivory has been fed, walked, cuddled and was entertaining herself with a stuffed moose I picked up for her from Target. I decided to leave my chore list to the next day. I wanted to do something that I want to do. I wanted to do something that I had tried numerous times to schedule on my calendar to no avail. I needed to do something for me. I needed “Me” Time. I have learned that “ME” Time can not always be had during a scheduled time. Life gets in the way and she is a persistent b*tch that demands your undivided attention. Sometimes you have to take it when you can.
Creating a relaxing oasis for the time being was established easily. I grabbed a large candle from an unpacked bag from Home Goods. Lit it. Let the sweet aroma fill the room. I took a nice hot shower using my stress relief body wash. Moisturized my body from head to toe with a thick lotion scented with a few drops of peppermint oil. Put on my favorite onsie pajamas with the feet (lol). Put on a moisturizing sheet mask compliments of my Ipsy subscription, propped myself on the bed and let all the goodness seep into my parched skin. The scent of the candle, the warmth of my onsie, the coolness of the mask made me real relaxed. I felt as if the stress off the day was slowly evaporating. After 20 minutes I removed the mask, turned on the television which revealed that my DVR was 70% full. I turned my attention to the unwatched Black-ish episodes. Black-ish+ Raspberry Cheesecake Gelato+ Moscato = Content.
I think I got through two episodes of Blackish and a half a container of gelato before I drifted off to sleep. It was good nights sleep. I awoke refreshed and ready to tackle the day. Then I saw the pile of unattended laundry….and at that moment I CARED.
This is my Musing (thought) for this week. Take heed. Listen to your intuition. Listen to your body. Take time for yourself. It doesn’t have to be a whole day. Just a few hours or a few moments. Trust me, it will be time well spent and you will be able to slay your day like the super-woman that you are!
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