It's Saturday, October 16th....
The weather is stunning....it's a crisp, sunny day with a brisk breeze. The leaves are turning here - it's my most favorite time of the year!
Last night I got home from work and I puttered and did some laundry and things...I was so happy to just be home. I love being home. I have lots of things I want to get done and lots of things I want to do this week. But I'm not going to schedule myself into a frenzy...this is after all...staycation.
I've recently discovered a great website about journaling....It's called Journaling Saves and I've come to really enjoy it. I've even emailed with the owner, Kristin a few times. She's delightful.
A recent journaling tip I got from here had to do with what do I need to give myself permission to do? She had several items listed - Self Care, Time to Journal, Money to buy new paints, an hour alone.... Since I don't have small children at home anymore, finding time for self care is not a big issue for me, money for my crafts - again, not an issue - an hour alone - still...not an issue
My thing...Journaling. I remember as a little girl my mother saying there was not a safe piece of paper in our home - I would doodle and write on anything and everything (I don't remember drawing on walls or anything I wasn't supposed to, but who knows?). To this day, I buy books for journaling because I love them. I love how they look, I love how it feels to sit and write and write and lately, even be artistic in my journals - but that takes lots more time. The thing I don't make time for is journaling. For me, having everything done is a requirement before I sit down, curl up, grab my journal and write. Yet journaling is an important part of me. I yell and scream, laugh and cry, express my fears and self doubts, I talk to myself, I talk to God, it's my safe place to put all my ugliness and anger and yet to put my hopes and dreams in writing. It's not something I would ever want someone else to read - it's for me and me only.
I do pretty well at journaling in the early morning with my first cup of coffee, but that time is very finite because I have to get ready for work. In the evenings by the time I sit down, I just don't feel like writing.
So I think I will give myself permission to journal in the evenings - before the chores are done - I think I deserve it and it makes me a better person, a more pleasant person - and you know the saying....If Momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy. That's very true in my house.
Let the Journaling begin!