So I’ve been having a bit of a rough time lately. Things in life are just…coming together in bad ways, and I can only handle so much. I’ve learned over the years there are times I’ve just got to be gentle with myself.
Housework can be done in bits. When I go in the bathroom to feed the cat, I can scrub the toilet then. Next time, I’ll scoop the litterbox. Time after that, I’ll wipe the mirror. It works. I can do thirty seconds of work at a time.
Grocery shopping? Also done in bits. Stop here after this appointment and get bread and a few donuts (I deserve donuts!) Stop there after a different appointment and get mayo, eggs, milk.
Editing is harder to do in small bits. I keep wandering off to my latest distraction of choice (Tumblr). Luckily I have LeechBlock to kick me off after ten minutes every hour.
Things that can wait I put off. Things that can’t wait, I do in bits. I got this.
Just don’t pick up that can in the corner with three books on top of it. At some point I’ll be able to cope with a stinkbug in my bedroom, but that day is not today.
Oh dear. *hugs and pampers and feeds chocolate* Wish I was close enough to deal with the bug for you. *hugs again*
*gratefully accepts hugs and pampering and chocolate* thanks, love.