But…

It was a nice weekend, but I it wasn’t long enough.

I went to sparring and high belt class, but I felt nauseous after all the rolling we did so I didn’t stay for forms.

I found an amazing dress at a thrift store, but I can’t get the thrift store smell out (and I can’t stand the smell).

I finished and ordered the summer fun book in time to take advantage of the Memorial Day sale (which is a huge project that I’m so relieved to be done with), but I could have saved even more money with a coupon I didn’t see in the mail.

Saturday and Sunday were cloudy, windy and cold, but Monday was beautiful.

I did something I regret, but my husband showed me that I can be disappointed in myself, but still kind to myself, which was maybe exactly what I needed right now.

I did a lot of clean up around the house, but the reason I had to do the clean up was annoying.

I prepped a lot of big events I have coming up, but there is always more prep to be done!

My kids are really excited for the end of the school year (this Friday for them), but transitions are hard and they are struggling with some big feelings right now.

My daughter is about to turn 13 and she’s amazing, but 13 is a hard year and the feelings are so, SO BIG!

My husband emailed his GP about his depression, but he hasn’t filled out the survey they sent in response.

I’m back at work this morning, but there are only 13 school days left with students!

1 Comment

  1. Days of “BUT…” are so real. You did move a lot of things forward. And there is a ways to keep going. This seems to always be part of our realities. Part of the “Today’s solutions are tomorrow’s problems” saying.
    Best advice is deep breathing and remember to self laud and praise for what you did do. If you do not self praise, you are not doing for yourself what you do for others around you. It is important. And not what we are taught to do as children.
    Pause and see the beauty in nature. Keep hanging in and helping all of us to do the same.

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