They say that self care isn't selfish. But boy it sure does feel like it. Sometimes in a guilt-laden way, and sometimes in a luxurious day. Today is the luxurious kind. I have retreated to a women's sleepover with people who are like me. And it feels absolutely luxurious. I know the animals are taken care of and so far, the kids are taking care of each other. So that is a great relief. And I've been running around with friends. I found out that I forgot a lot of things. A camp chair, a pillow, a towel, shampoo, body wash. Normally, I wouldn't mess with it. The towel, shampoo, body wash part. But since I got in a hurry and left without showering I needed these things. So last night included closing down Walmart to shop. I only gave in to one bargain that I "needed." A pair of kids slippers. That fit me. For $3. It's been all about me. What do I want. And maybe that isn't the definition of self care. I am not sure. But whatever. At this moment, with these people, I am happy.
Today we are going thrifting. I have a little cash to spend so it should be fun. Let's be honest, time with these girls, its' always fun. Maybe a little inappropriate at times, but always fun.
I came down to the coffee shop to blog because the building we are in doesn't have wifi. And when I got here the line was long, and when I finally made it to the counter, they said, "Give us a few minutes to catch up." I said I'd sit down for a minute and come back up when there wasn't a line. But this little place is full to capacity and it hasn't slowed down yet at all. I might finish this post without ever getting my luxurious cup of coffee.
Today the ADHD is strong. I got to the car to come here, realized that although I remembered my bag with my computer, I forgot my purse with $$ and the keys. Insert hand smacking face emoji here.
Just so happens that this sleepover is in my old town, where I lived for 15 years. Raised my kids. Got my teaching degree. There's a familiarity. And gratitude. Both for the things this place taught me, and that I live where I live now.
My body is a little angry and telling me that sleeping on the cold cement in a not-so-great air mattress, breaking in a new pillow, and sleeping amidst conversation of those who believe in the theme of sleepovers... staying up all night... But the stiff and sore muscles, and fuzzy brained sleep deprived mind are worth it today.
Life is good today. I will remember this all day. And remember that whatever I focus on increases. When I focus on the good, the good increases...
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