Nurture ME - my mind, my body, my spirit, my soul

Since the car accident, my back has been in alot of pain. I went to the chiropractor for my second visit yesterday. I started to feel a little better after that visit, but around 2:30 I was in pain again. So, I left work early. I have also missed a lot of work as a result of the accident.

Thursday was the only day this week I did NOT have a doctor’s appointment. I was happy not to have that interruption in my regularly scheduled life. When I got off work Thursday, I had a craving for crab cakes AGAIN. So I went grocery shopping.

I came home, made the boys do their chores right because they got it all wrong. I was really looking forward to cooking my special dinner and I do not cook in a dirty kitchen. So after the work, I cooked fried chicken (for the boys, I gave up chicken altogether), crab cakes, baked zucchini, corn, and biscuits. The boys had milk while I enjoyed a glass white zinfandel with my special dinner. Cooking exactly what I wanted for dinner was me nurturing me and my body.

Friday after the boys left for their 4th weekend in a row visit with their dad, I enjoyed stuffed tilapia, brussel sprouts, biscuits and white merlot. That white merlot was very good.

Two nights in a row I enjoyed fabulously cooked dinners with my favorite people, me, myself, William, Allan, and TJ. Friday is was all about me. Quiet, peaceful and just what I needed.

I’ve been sick this week. Now I’m in recovery. I still have a cough though. Not feeling as weak as I was when I first caught the plague that took me down.

I thought it was earlier than 8pm. It’s 8:42 and I’m going to bed now. I need my beauty rest.

Good Night

I was having a really good day yesterday. Allan and William both went to a birthday party/sleepover. I had hours home alone. Much needed alone time.

I cleaned and refreshed the house and I took a nice nap.

Then TJ started tripping on me. He kept texting me about his gf. He wants to spend more time with her and I am not making it easy for him to. Hell, he works all the time. But the details of his tripping is really inconsequential to this entry.

The main idea is that I was nurturing me yesterday and that teenager almost came between me and this goal. I called my special friend and he told me not stress it.

So, I took his advice. I was contemplating staying home and wallowing in the fact that being a single parent is damn hard work. However, he swooped through and took me out for drinks. He even picked up the teenager from work. That was nurturing for me. The full body massage also helped.

I slept in today as part of my nurture me goal. My mind and my body needed it today. My spirit and my soul needed the work I accomplished yesterday.

Go nurture yourself.

saying, “NO!” It works. It’s not about being selfish either. It’s about being the best me so I can offer my environment the best that I have.