Staycation

Airport run done.  Back to bed for some sleep.  Up again and feeling better.

(Typing gingerly as my nails are drying with my new nail polish!)

Breathe.

I HATE contractors.  Hate is a big word but it's actually a nicer version of what is going through my head in the moment.  Do your job.  Period.  I do my job.  I don't do half-assed shitty work.  I'm not late.  I don't lie.  It's not that hard folks.

I'm going to try and salvage my day today.  I need an attitude adjustment.

A treadmill run should be a good start (once my nails dry).  I picked at them last night as I was stress eating myself to death.  Good times, good choices.  Nails are shaped and cleaned up again.  The break from gel is working nicely by the way.

I'm also going for a pedicure this afternoon.  I'll make a late-ish appointment.  I don't care if they want to come back to fix the AC unit later today - I have the noon meeting with the sales manager and I'm done.  I'm going to have a ME moment.  Well deserved and I need to get my head on straight today.  I don't want to undo my W30 the minute it ends.

I have a week of empty nest and I intend to enjoy it.  W30 finished, house is cool again, foster is adopted and happy (her new mama texted me this morning!), current mega repairs almost finished.  I need to start the carpet replacement, but not this week.  These next 7 days are my staycation ... my mental recovery.  I decided this today.  I actually woke up for my "second" morning and had the thought: a week of ME.

Yes!

I'm going to make a list of fun stuff I want to do this week.  It won't be WOW but it will do the job.  Movies maybe.  Massage maybe.  Buy some more of those awesome dish towels maybe.  Take my dog swimming maybe.

In other news ... I had a weird moment this week: craving back-to-work.  It's coming folks.  I've been waiting to "feel" it again.

My new attitude and I are heading to run.  Later gators.