It was a ‘rather’ day today…
I chauffeured the boys to school this morning rather than let them take the bus; Instructions on how to look after Willy’s arm while he is on camp a mandatory mothering task, as well as give him as many kisses and cuddles before I don’t see him for 3 whole days.
I went to bed and slept like the dead rather than do the ironing; having a wriggly, unhappy little man visiting me several times for several hours through the night was not helpful in the quest to rid myself of this cold and return to health.
I made myself a delicious smoothie of oranges, apples, raspberries, bananas, blueberries and nuts rather than have a third, forth and fifth Lindt chocolate ball. I was practicing what I am learning – crowding out the bad shit with the good.
I wrote down crazy wild, massive intentions and dreams of where I want to take myself, my book, my business and career rather than be practical, realistic and small. I was crazy enough to think we could rebuild our relationship, our famiy and create a miracle… . so why the hell not?
I wore bright colours, vibrant red rather than my usual greys and navy’s. As the postcard that my bestie sent me several years ago now but still remains on my wall in the kitchen, “why fit in when you were born to stand out?”
It was a rather good day.