This week is going by in a flash and stretching out over an eternity in nauseating back and forth fashion. I’ve woken up every day this week thinking that it was Thursday. At least today I got it right. Im still stressed but I’m making progress.
A couple of months ago my husband mentioned that I always wear the same things. It’s easy to quickly blame it on a lack of finances but when I think about it it’s more an issue of not taking time to care about my appearance. I have other clothes. Not that I should do it for other people, but I’ve started trying to change up my wardrobe again.
The Hubs and I spent all of last weekend cleaning house and rearranging furniture. I’m not a clean person by nature but I find that my stress levels have gone down now that the mess is gone. I’ve also been planning out our dinners for the past three weeks. It takes extra time on the front end and involves prepping ingredients the night before. It’s so worth it though! Getting back to eating real food and having dinner at a fairly reasonable time has been so nice. I had a couple slip ups in week two where I didn’t prep ingredients like I was supposed to and I definitely regretted it. Both times we either ate junk food or ordered pizza. (I guess that’s both isn’t it?)
The kids have small chores now. After my therapist asked me, “what are the kids responsible for?” and I gaped at her like a fish on land, The Hubs and I realized that at 5 and 7 it’s totally reasonable to ask them to help out more around the house. Not knowing how to be clean will hurt them later in life any way. My Mom tried to teach me but I was a shitty student.
I really appreciate all of the love and support that everyone has given me since I opened up about my stress and mental health. Thank you all for your support!