Ever have one of those “my couch and me are connected at the waist” kind of days? This is my day and why I’m doing my post earlier because this day is done. Proof some days are just off.
I swapped out items at work, worked a total of 3 hours today. Tomorrow I’ll do 3.5 and I’m ok with that. I was sooo tired today, upset tummy this morning, and around lunch my sugar was low. It was just a day where my body wanted rest. You know I’m not me today because I watched Swamp People and enjoyed it. Reality TV is weird.
Highlights though…being called a dorky mom at times, box of veggies with bonus toilet paper from Tender Greens, made some yummy veggie soup, supported a mom and pop grocery store and rested. Will have to do two more workouts tomorrow but I’ll have the weekend off. Until tomorrow….
Today was a total self care day. I did a lot of nothing. I did accomplish the following:
1. Went by work at 7 am and picked up work and office items so I could work from home. We’ve gone there.
2. Prepared for my school week. I need to complete my courses. One day I need to be better off financially.
3. I wiped a laptop clean. Skills ha! I’m getting stuff done.
4. Completed Week 3, Day 1 of Phase 2 of my Beach Body Barre Blend workout. I won’t gain weight in this time of Corona.
5. Stayed in gratitude.
In all I won today. People I care about deeply are very worried about this virus going around and I don’t know how to calm their fears. Someone else I know may have the virus and so many I know are now indoors only and without income. Those with money are still not struggling so much but some of us, living paycheck to paycheck this is a hard time. This too shall pass and life will slow down and this showed me at least I really need a prudent reserve.
Now, here’s a couple photos from my day. I was mask wearing to get some groceries we needed, I complete a workout, and I used some seasonings to make some awesome chicken. Winning!! Until tomorrow.
Once upon a time, I had a blog, I had an awesome blog dedicated to family, living with PCOS, cooking and baking gluten-free and dairy-free, etc. I felt so good about my blog. I was contacted to write for other blogs and I felt good.
Rewind to the end of 2015 and almost half of 2016 when I was being gas-lighted when I was told to not blog about what was happening. I kept my blog anonymous. I never used names but the fighting about my truth caused me to DELETE my blog. I was cyber-stalked for a bit and people were watching my online activity. I lost my safety on social media. Even as I type this I’m afraid that my ex will read this and let me know he doesn’t approve of my blog. The sad thing is he shouldn’t be reading my blog or checking in on my blog.
I’ve recently had some feelings. Don’t we all hate when they come up and I again began to doubt myself? I’m a survivor, I’m doing it all over, I’m struggling and growing along the way and I’m my own person and answer to no one. I’m in a relationship with a man who is kind to me, who wants to communicate, and who won’t let me run BUT he has had to take on my self-doubt, questioning his motives, and uneasiness that comes from healing with what I’ve been through.
I don’t need to get into all of it but the result from the stress was a SCAD heart attack in 2016. Today though almost approaching 2020 I’ve grown so much, I’m in school full time and working two part-time gigs to get by, I’m showing my children that you can start over at any age, I’ve shown them what forgiveness looks like, not just for my ex but for myself, I haven’t always walked with grace, and I’m continuing to heal. Lately, for the past week, I’ve also been blogging again. It feels foreign but good.
I chose to write about this today because of the quote/image below. I know how it feels to have something I love feel stolen from me. I loved my old blog and felt good about it and I let someone tell me to delete it. I will never do that again.