After 5 minutes of posting my last blog, I couldn't just sit still and relax. Being with my emotions is dangerous. I deflect. I feel anxious that the dishes need doing, the living room is a mess and I can't justify just having some time to myself. It feels wrong. How can I put the TV on and binge on Netflix to escape and unwind when I have so much to do and I can't waste my time not making the house perfect for when Noah comes home. Self care... I want to loose weight I've been doing great. I lost 3 stone. I gained 1 stone of it back from comfort eating. I'm torn between a healthy breakfast or pancakes. I made pancakes. I wrote, "I love you" on them with whipped cream between washing up dishes. I didn't finish cleaning the kitchen but I made myself watch Netflix and eat them. Between episodes I had to get up and clear up the living room. Anxiety driving every move and decision. I pick up my guitar and continuie to learn wonderwall but...
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