My Antidepressant Life

Have a good life.

My own private Ida-nope.

Today’s post is short[note]Stop sighing in relief! I heard that![/note]. I’m going to go to bed early. I’m going to get up later than I’ve been getting up this week, because I’m writing this ahead of time. I’m scheduling it.

In the morning, I’m going to take a longer shower than necessary. I’m going to have two, two cups of coffee.[note]Because I’m a damn grownup, and I can do that.[/note] I’ll take the dog on his constitutional, and then I’ll go to work. After work, the doggo and I are going for another walk. How decadent!

That’s what my self care looks like, today. That’s how I’m going to take care of myself. That’s how I’m going to protect my self, today. I may come back later and post pics of the walk, or I may not. It will be a surprise for both of us.

So I’m not writing a proper post today, because I’m opting in for a little nonproductive time spent taking care of myself.

Are you doing anything intentional this month to look after or protect your own wild and precious self?

This blog has been taken over by the 2018 Write 31 Days challenge. Here’s the sweet, sweet index of all my posts of nope.

2 thoughts on “My own private Ida-nope.

    1. I think it was a good thing. It’s just so hard to know when it’s a good thing, and when it’s an excuse. Maybe I need to accept that, as someone who has a hard time playing, if I think I need it, I really need it. Thank you for the encouragement.

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