It’s hectic at work as it always in over winter but I’m grateful for the challenges and team spirit that greet me each day after I’ve had my warm up doing the stairs down from my level in the car park and then up the stairs to my office. Self-care at this week has been mostly about the simple things and being able to enjoy them at home in my pyjamas with my glasses on and my make-up (all 5 inches of it…) off.
Exceptions to this rule include Saturday morning almond croissants and coffee at my local with the travel supplement and the dreams of my next trip. They’re good dreams by the way and fingers crossed I’ll be able to share my absolutely fascinating, middle-aged, working mum experience of a European city with you in the next couple of months. Don’t go anywhere and make an extra large mug of tea….
The other exception to the ‘self car = PJs at home’ rule is having the run of Woolies on a Saturday morning. Everyone is so nice and unhurried at 0745! Fellow customers are up for a chat as you both search the Mexican food products aisle for your favourite taco seasoning. The herb man plucks a ‘fresh off the Woolies delivery truck’ bunch of basil for you from out the back. A previously stern looking woman stops to chat and bond with your mutual love of a detailed list of groceries.
Younger, less easily stressed people might be taking advantage of a free Saturday morning by going to their local farmer’s market and shopping for produce there but this is me we’re talking about.
If you scrunch your eyes up a bit and imagine really hard we might actually be at said market rather than the cheese fridges at Woolies….
That might not have been the most convincing mental image of a cheese market somewhere in France or Great Britain but are we agreed that a trolley full of fresh fruit and vegetables is the ultimate expression of self-care? I set myself a goal for the weekend to meal prep for long week ahead and I tried to base my meals on quality protein, lots of vegetables and lots of flavour. That last bit might explain the bill. I have a weakness for fancy cheese and cured meat….
Moving right along, perhaps. Let’s see how self-care has manifested itself back at the ranch this week.
A mug of tea in bed first thing in the morning as I read (on) my Kindle. Do I need the ‘on’ in there?
That cheeky glass of rosecco on coming home from work on a Friday night. The heart says sparkling beverage, the mind says vinyasa flow. It’s Friday night – of course both can and will happen….
It goes without saying that my favourite act of self-care is, as always, being out there running as the sun rises over another amazing day in Sydney.
What does ‘self-care’ mean to you right now?