Day Four…

It is late, 11:48 PM to be exact. So, I am getting this post in just under the wire. It’s been a strange day. So many different things have happened that it feels like I crammed three days into one.  Surreal is my watchword – my mother-in-law was admitted to hospice today. I am emotionally exhausted, we all are. It was the first day of school for my children, my son is a great student but doesn’t love school. My daughter began college but we have to find creative ways to get her there until she passes her road test. Even though my work is rewarding,  there is already so much to do that I feel the pressure mounting as each box in my calendar fills up.  I forgot my gym bag home, so I did not meet yesterday’s goal.

Sweet Sdaie

Did I mention that my dog had not one but two accidents in the house? I guess you can see where this post is going…

There were many opportunities to say, “The hell with this.” At my meeting, there was Dove Milk Chocolates  I love those. I could have easily scarfed that down.  But I didn’t! Instead, I rolled with it and decided to care more about my goal than to give in to an impulse that works against what I really want. There were so many little choices I made today to be proud of:

  1. I didn’t eat chocolate (I know said that already but it deserves another shout out)
  2. I made a smart choice when I had to have a quick dinner (14 sp)
  3. I washed my face with my special soap and put on my night cream
  4. I did all the prep work for tomorrow so I would get off to a good start
  5. I was kind to myself, in my thoughts, and influenced my actions

So as I say goodnight, I am not sure what my goal for tomorrow will be. Perhaps my best goal is simply to not get overwhelmed.  I just need to remind myself that I am enough. I got this.

If you are reading this, thank you. I encourage you to share because it really does help.


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