Ok, enough is enough.

It’s been almost two months of this quarantine situation and I am still 110% on board with following the directives of our governing health experts but I am also ready to shake off the cloud of anxiety, stress, and brain fog I have been wading through and also to start taking better care of myself. (What I’m saying is that maaaaaybe inhaling entire loaves of homemade bread followed by a boxed-wine chaser isn’t quite the path I want to take any more steps down.)

I will approach myself with gracious compassion and loving expectations but here is what is up:

1. No more alcohol for the rest of the month. Enough said.
2. Go to bed at a reasonable hour (aka: no mindless Netflixing until midnight)
3. Get up in the morning a bit before the family to either exercise, journal, meditate…something. Anything! Just some space that belongs only to me and serves to pour into my body, mind or spirit.
4. Put on real clothes. Step away from the housecoat.
5. Add in 2-3 home workouts per week. The walking has been great but my muscles are like, “Remember us?” and I’m like, “New phone, who ‘dis?”

I can be prone to setting unrealistic goals, failing after about four hours, then curling up into a ball to wallow about how much I suck.

I will approach this new month with a posture of hope. Cheers to making it to May! We can do hard things!