For the last few weeks, I have felt like a big balloon that has be blown up so big that if it touched one more object it would pop.
That balloon pop this week. Now, what I mean by pop. Massive migraine. Your body sometimes has a funny old way of releasing exhaustion, uh!
I kept plodding along each day, trying so very hard to keep up with life. But after bawling to my sweet husband late one night, not a pretty sight, I realised that i need to prioritize my to-do's and do the simple things each day. Just one or two things.
I hadn't been adding in much self-care time. I wasn't treating myself nicely. My expectations were to high, especially when I can't even keep my head above water at the moment.
Thats why I love my planners. I can stick pretty things in and make new dividers when there just isn't enough time, or your plain exhausted.. . small steps.
Time to show some patience and gentleness to myself I think.