It's Okay To Not Do Anything....

Once in a while, at least.  That was my lesson for yesterday.  I still did most of my morning routine.  get up get dressed, brush teeth, make bed...  I wiped down the sinks and swished out the toilet on the upstairs bathrooms, but didn't make it to do the downstairs one.  I didn't unload the dishwasher, so the dishes piled up somewhat.  I didn't do the weeding like I was supposed to and I didn't do anything else for that matter.  I was tired and my body hurt all over, and I didn't want to do anything.
 It was driving my mind crazy, because I felt guilty... I felt that I SHOULD be doing something.  I literally had to tell myself over and over again that I didn't HAVE to do anything.  The house would not fall apart if I left it for one day.  I knew it was better to have a break than kill myself and never want to clean again. 

So, I went and got a massage.  Man, I never knew that a person could be so tense on the front side of the shoulders, right where your arm attaches to the body.  My massage therapist paid a lot of attention to that area.  He stretched me.  He dug into those muscles.  He fought with them, made them relax.  It felt great, but it HURT at the same time.  It was definitely not a "relaxing" massage.  But I think I like these massages better.  It really feels like something was accomplished afterwards. 

When I got back home, Mikey had unloaded the sink, and I was ready to clean up the dishes from dinner and load the dishwasher up.  Then we both went upstairs and packed our bag for our trip to Boone today.  Holy cow, that was easy!  With all the laundry done, we didn't have to search through dirty laundry to find what we wanted so that it could be washed.  We just took it out of the closet and put it into the bag.  Took like 5 minutes!  I still have to pack the girls' bag, but that will be just as simple.  With that, we'll be ready to go.  Such a "no stress" way to pack. 

And with all that, I woke up this morning, started my morning routine, and everything is back to normal.  Yesterday was a well needed blip in the road of cleaning.  Life has continued and chaos hasn't ensued.  I was terrified of the outcome, but now I know that I can, in fact, pick up the next day without feeling defeated. 

The only thing I really need to do better on is drinking my water.  I have slacked off on that and can really feel the difference.  The feeling of physically not wanting to drink it has returned.  Whereas a week ago I was thirsting for water, and filling my water bottle up every day...  today I find myself thirsty and wanting a coke.  But with no coke to have in the house, I simply find myself drinking nothing.  Not good.  Must get better at that.