Today was a sleep-in day and it's a workout rest day.
I don't think I'm going match those days again. It's giving me the mental blahs. I have NOTHING fun on the calendar today. An entire day ahead of grocery shopping and prepping for a family dinner tomorrow (I cleaned yesterday).
This seems like a red-alert day. Cooking, bringing in "off-limit" foods, bored. Perfect storm of trouble.
I need to find a TREAT asap.
I'm at a loss. The treat doesn't need to be big, but I have nothing that's an option -- nothing that gives me that little feeling of "oh, that'll be fun." All that comes to mind is FOOD and WINE. Ut-oh.
Some of this mood comes from coffee with my friend yesterday. She has a huge social life and is heading for a week of FUN (actually, a summer of fun) -- and I'm envious. I want a week of fun, a week of vacation and good food and drinking wine and relaxing with great conversations.
My week ahead is dog walking, Whole30, contractors (fireplace logs install), chores -- nothing. It happens to be a week that my besties are out of town. My fun friends aren't around. I don't have ONE social thing on my calendar next week.
My solo fun list is not an option either. Nails are done, can't do a massage (contractor on the day April works), shopping doesn't work until my clothes fit better.
I'm even in a podcast slump. Summer?? Lots of re-airings and or podcasts that are more a sales pitch than a lesson.
This is a challenge. I need to PROBLEM-SOLVE the crap out of it or I'm in for a rough week. Stay tuned ...
Oh, my tool is COACHING. This is the only thing that's keeping me on track this weekend -- accountability.
Later gators.
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