I woke up at 6:30 this morning. Its Sunday. I dont do early on Sundays. Alas. Here I am. I drag my feet towards the stairs to wake Isaiah who has to ne to work by eight a.m. clear across town. It works out I guess because I have been putting off grocery shopping for ai long that the only thing to snack on in the house are some ranch chickpeas. Don’t ask. If the bunch wants to eat, I cook. It was some form of responsibility that we were teaching the kids that I forgot somewhere along the way. 🤷🏾♀️ It was definitely punishment for me though. 🥴
Of course he is knocked out and now on the verge of being late.
After dropping him off I headed to the one place that for one reason or another, is the bane of my existence. Walmart. I dont even know why I dont like shopping at Walmart. They have fair prices and it really is a one stop shop. I think its because of all the bad publicity they get from people looking every way but decent when shopping there. I just dont want any parts.
Anywho. You may have guessed that Isaiah moved back home about a month ago. We’ve been working on getting his footing again.
I woke up feeling meh today. Which is not totally out of the norm for me but this was a deeper level of meh that I just couldn’t put my finger on. I still got that 10 minute workout in. I’m starting again and easing myself back into exercising. So, 10 minutes a day this week, 20 next, 25 after that.
I’m proud of me. I have a lot going on mentally and still manage to push through the actual chaos of life. Someday it’s a lot harder than others. I usually just take a moment before I get out of bed to breath through it and remind myself that everything is not for me to control. Today I hit the ground on go so I didn’t get my moment.
I’d forgotten some things at Walmart and there was no way I was going back in there so I ran to food lion. Way more expensive so I was in and out $163 later. I rush home to cook breakfast and get my prep work and cleaning done. Taking a pause to run.to the store to grab some school supplies for Ty who starts his college courses Tuesday (🤗).
Getting back home in time to start dinner, collard greens, baked Mac and cheese, corn bread, and turkey loan with a glass of lemonade, and doing laundry all while battling a frigging yeast infection.
I fixed the plates and washed the dishes.
I promised I would blog today but I really dont feel like it. But one thing that I dont do is a break promise to myself.
Maybe I should promise to hit the lottery. 🤔
I just want to make clear that I am okay. I blog my good days and my bad days so people know that they’re not alone. But know this, I. Love. My. Life. I am living the life that I literally prayed for, everyday. And for that, I am ever so grateful.
