The past few weeks have been pretty
rough on my sanity. I keep telling myself I’m going to take a day off, or put
aside time to get away, then the day comes and I’ve managed to schedule myself
work, sometimes even unexpectedly. July 20th was the last weekend I
had an actual day off, and at the rate I’m going the next day I don’t have work
scheduled for is September 14th.
It all seems pretty nuts, and going
at this speed will eventually kill me, but that’s what I get for owning my own
business and it being the first year of operation. I need to put in the hours,
do the time, and kick some serious ass. Which * wipes my shoulder * I’m doing.
While I can’t always take the time
out I need to recharge, I’ve been doing a few things that are helping me to
stay sane.
:: My morning coffee routine
Regardless of how crazy my day is,
I try to give myself 2 hours in the morning of just me time. I catch up on any
last minute urgent work needs, then spend the rest of the time not doing
anything in particular. Most mornings I read a chapter or two of a book, drink
my coffee, watch an episode of my latest TV show, or just mindlessly surf the
Internet.
On the days I’ve forgotten to give
myself this in the morning, I’ve found my days were scattered and a bit crazier
than usual. It’s so important to allow yourself moments of unscheduled time.
Time to do whatever you want, or nothing at all.
:: Indulging in retail therapy ::
I’m generally not one to indulge
too deeply in consumerism. I am pretty frugal in my spending when it comes to
my wardrobe, and just about everything else except when it comes to food. I
love food. Mm.. Food..
I do a lot of online window
shopping, filling up my carts and wish lists without actually buying most
things. I like to wait until things go on sale, which let’s face it, that dress
you’ve always wanted and finally buy is definitely going on sale the next day
after you order it. Or at least, that’s how my luck goes. Recently I’ve been
giving myself a monetary budget each month and letting go of my fear of
spending money on things I want. To paraphrase that 1983 hit, I work hard for
my money, so why shouldn’t I buy myself a few things?
I don’t go crazy, and generally my
rule is anything under $20 is a fair grab without any guilt attached to it. If
I buy new pieces of clothing, I go through my closet and get rid of a couple of
articles of clothing I don’t wear any longer. Checks and balances, it’s working
out so far.
:: Having a glass, or two, of wine and
smoking a cigarette ::
Yeah. I do it. Maybe even every
night. Maybe I even switch it up and have red one night and white the next. I
know, I’m living on the edge. This small little bad habit generally keeps me
from wanting to murder someone after a long day.
The cigarette I could probably cut
back on again. My sense of smell is taking a hit, but ugh it’s so good. Is there anything better than sitting out on a porch at night, with a glass of wine and a smoke? Probably not.
xo
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