The Weight Watchers meeting was just the ticket for me today. I had a million other things I should've been doing, but as soon as I sat down and the WW facilitator said, "Make some 'Me time'", I knew I had come to the right place. I've never been ashamed to take "me time". I did it when the kids were younger too. I was a better parent and wife because of it. But the past two weeks have taken their toll on me. Several days ago I had even worn a shirt that I took out of the dirty clothes hamper. David said he has had to resort to wearing underwear from the BACK of his underwear drawer. We were a pitiful looking couple - no doubt about it.
After my WW meeting, I was motivated. I went to the nail salon and had a mani-pedi, then called the local spa. If I didn't get my upper lip waxed today, I'd have to start pee'ing standing up.
It only took 2 hours to renew myself and I feel so much better. I was sure that the world had come to an end as I checked messages on the rescue's phone line. There were no messages. "REALLY?"
Tomorow is a busy cat rescue day, and I feel equipped to handle whatever comes my way. I really hope other rescuers, (no matter what you rescue!) learn a lesson from my mistake. The world did not come to an end, and my toes are a gorgeous shade of deep purple.
Do I hear an "Amen"?