I used to be fun. Not that I'm not fun now with my 2.5 kids, hubby, house and all life's wonders, but I used to be full of life. Parties. Gatherings. Get togethers. Meet ups. Bar/Club scene. Dancing. I was there. Whenever a song hit the air I was on my feet on the dance floor doing whatever I felt like at any given moment. Life of the party and I loved it. I had cookout every major (or minor) holiday and football parties at the drop of a hat. I celebrated all the time. Fun. I miss that some. Yes life is different now, but I appreciate the celebratory life I used to lead. Finding ways to incorporate that sense of excitement and celebration into my more mature everyday life now. The thought of going out nightly and partying now gives me anxiety, but finding a happy medium wouldn't hurt. I deserve an outlet. 😁
Just letting it flow. I haven't written in while because I have been getting away from myself. Missing appointments and not making time to write in my planner, not blogging. I have become consumed with doing for others once again and not taking care of my own basic needs. I drive everywhere, take the kids everywhere, house planning and construction, prom planning, kid activities while trying to stay a relevant business woman and a decent wife. Tired as always, but as I sit here out on the porch during this rain storm with my 3 girls I realize that I am blessed more than stressed. So that's what I'll end with
Comments
Post a Comment