Wow! It is such a nice day outside! My bedroom is on the 3rd floor of an old house, and I have a lot of windows on the side facing the yard. And it is sunny, blue sky, with birds chirping and insects buzzing, few car sounds. It is glorious.
My boss just emailed that she’s taking the day off. 😩 but I can’t! Too much work to do. But I’m making a pledge to go for a walk outside at some point today! I’ve been feeling considerably less ok about being locked up here, working away at the computer, climbing the walls at times.
Going outside makes me anxious, though, but I think it has to be done. All masked up and from a safe distance, of course. Somehow, in all this craziness, I’ve forgotten to take care of me. Again.
I’m thinking of all of you, and hoping you are ok.
There’s a giant purple slug that just inched its way into my room. I think there’s an 8-year-old girl in there somewhere. I’m going to investigate!
Update: Yes, a walk outside was a good thing (although still a little scary because there were a lot of people out – eeek!), but even better was deciding to take the afternoon off and relax. When am I ever going to remember that I have to take time to relax and take care of myself? It always makes everything so much better. And relaxing without alcohol, while once unthinkable, is really the only way to do it right. With booze, I might think I’m relaxed and feel a little euphoric, but it only lasts a bit until I want more, I drink more, and then I feel crappy and, decidedly, NOT relaxed later. NOT refreshed. NOT energetic. NOT ready to take on what is next. Yes, this is better.