First of all, we officially have about three more weeks of summer; secondly, I never wear white because I'm messy and drippy and stain-y.
I look terrible in white.
I look terrible in white.
Grudgingly went food shopping after I spent the morning thinking about this week's meal plan. I simply couldn't imagine cooking anything ever again. I got dizzy and sad, and decided to suck up eating ready-made and processed foods for at least the next couple of days; this easing up was a huge relief.
When I'm feeling down, I freak out and start obsessing about all I need to do to feel better; this consists of me berating myself into changing all my habits.
The major changes I inevitably decide I need to make are:
- Improving my sleep
- Cleaning and better organizing my home
- Cooking and consuming healthier snacks and meals
- Following a consistent schedule
- Engaging in challenging (but not too challenging) exercises
- Spending time outdoors
- Creating something artistic
- "Keeping busy"
I know these are the "right" things to do (don't they look like they belong on a clipboard?); however, I spend more time thinking about doing them (and berating myself for not doing them) than I spend, well...you know. Actually doing them.
I've just got to ease up.
I've just got to ease up.
(As for the meal plans -- when I'm better, I'll create a binder where I keep all the easy, delicious and healthy recipes I love. I'll thank myself.) (You're welcome, future self.)
