A Day In My Life – The World Can Take Care Of Itself 

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I’m done being supportive and encouraging. I’ve neglected myself for long enough. I’m taking August off to take care of myself. 

It’s stressful times for oil families in Canada. We’ve been through the ringer and back. And just when we think things are getting better, they get worse again. It’s been this way for almost three years. The stress is starting to make me feel ill. Literally. 

Summer holidays is when every parent realizes how underpaid our teachers truly are. On top of doing what we normally do every day, now we have to entertain the kids that are home during summer. This is not an easy task. I don’t know who said it first, but the saying is true – trying to clean your house while the kids are home is like brushing your teeth while eating Oreos. No truer words have ever been spoken. 

I’ve been dealing with grown-out hair roots for months because I’ve been too busy to get my ass to the salon. I avoid mirrors and live in hats right now. I wear the same active baseball mom capris every day with oversized t-shirts. I’ve only worn one summer dress this year. It’s time for me to take care of myself and feel better about myself. Because that hasn’t happened yet this year. When you’re busy, taking care of yourself is always the last on the list. 

But no more. I’ve dealt with enough bullshit in the past few months from everyone and it’s time for me to take a step back. I have a hair appointment soon to fix my roots. I have a stack of books that are about to be read. And my headphones are about to get used so much that the money I paid for them will be worth it. 

I’m tapping out for the month of August. The world will just have to take care of itself because I’ll be busy taking care of me

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Managing My Minimalism

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So I’ve decided to take part in Project 333. 

This means that I am going to live 3 months with a mere 33 articles of clothing. It includes winter outerwear, boots/shoes, accessories, and clothing. PJs, underwear, and jewellery that I wear all the time are not included. This should be…interesting. 

The irony is not lost on me that I’ve decided to do this challenge now that I have a massive walk-in closet in the new house. 

The reason I’ve decided to try this is for a couple of reasons. First, when I moved into my new house, I realized how much stuff I had accumulated when I started to pack. I swore I would never become a pack-rat or hoarder, but it seemed that I had, indeed, become exactly that. So I had a yard sale to get rid of it. What I didn’t sell, I donated to local charities and women’s shelters. And I swore I wouldn’t buy so much useless shit again. 

Secondly, I want peace of mind. It’s my way of attacking my anxiety. With all the clothes I’ve gathered over the years, I have too many choices. I get confused sometimes as I try to pair pants, shirts, skirts, dresses, shoes, boots, accessories, etc. At the end of the day, I always fall back on my jeans and shirt or leggings and hoodie. If I had less choices and stick to the basics to begin with, anxiety wouldn’t have anywhere to reside – and no one needs anxiety living in their closet! 

For more info on Project 333, I read about it here

Wish me luck!!