From now until Tuesday, everything is yes. Monday is my 30th birthday, and I for one think I deserve to allow myself the gift of yes.
We don’t have anything huge (or anything small) planned, my the 2 big kids are in camp, my husband was mostly off of work today and possibly Monday, and we decided to just…say yes. Want to go out for coffee? Sure! AND, we’re getting the full of calories drinks. Not just a boring black coffee.
Calories don’t count, indulgences are fine, and we say yes.
What I wanted to do the most this weekend was to go away few a few nights (in town) but just to take a few days away from the kids, away from life, and be with my husband. But my parents for whatever reason refused to watch the kids even for just one day, so that’s no longer an option. Ugh. I don’t know why they suck as much as they do, but they do, so it is what it is.
Life is hard in general. For everyone. My life, however, seems to be just like…next level hard. There is such little joy. Or pease. Or ease.
And that’s what I want. For my birthday I just want…good.
Good food. All of it. Peace. Love. And sleep.
I guess really it’s self care.
Sure, that’s it. That’s what I want.
These past few weeks have been brutal for me. On TOP of an absolutely horrendous 6 months.
29 was not kind to me. Not in the slightest.
This weekend…I’m hoping to throw out all of the bad.
And kick 30 off with….as much of a clean slate as I can.
