Monday… My Day of Rest

Monday is a day I have set aside for low stress.  I do not hold myself accountable for doing very much.  No chores, shopping, or projects – unless I truly feel like it!  Of course I still have to feed the cats… and myself.

It also gives me a little time to slow down my thinking, and even allow new thoughts to penetrate my brain.

And I can reflect some.  I am trying to make some changes… more than just cosmetic.  I need to see how things really are, and it helps to step back from them, to see truth.  I never really know where it will lead.  And on Mondays, I am fine with that.

I will be 58 years old next month.  Not a major milestone, but I am still trying to find my life… out there somewhere (figuratively).  I get very tired sometimes – too often.  It gets hard to do anything.  And I want to move ahead.

Today I went for a morning constitutional <—  I love calling it that!  Even though I am having back issues, I am trying to do some walking early in the day.  I does feel good, and gives me a little time out of the house.  Small steps… not that I walked in small steps mind you, but I am making small steps forward.  It’s a sort of metaphor.  I never metaphor I didn’t like.  Got it?

All seriousness aside, I just want to feel better.  And for now, that means feeling better staying at home.  I need to feel more like my life matters, and I am having some fun.  Then I can think about going out more.  The world will still be there.

I need to find myself, and find ways to be happy, and have fun.  That is first, and foremost.