I will have bad days. I just have to keep reminding myself that there simply are good days and bad days. Saturday was a good day. Sunday was a good day. Today was a bad day.
But the good news is that Today is almost over and tomorrow I can start fresh and maybe things will go better and I will have a good day.
Saturday turned into a crazy fun day off for me pretty much most of the day. By ‘day off’ I mean I had the whole empty house to myself with no real ‘to do’ lists. It was a rainy, or actually stormy day – perfect to just kick back and do nothing…. Those days never really happen anymore – but it happened on this rainy awesome Saturday. I even… get this… turned on a movie in mid afternoon and had take out Teriyaki on the couch! Crazy, right??? I know this was a very weird day, I did so many things I never do anymore, like the chick flick and blast music throughout the house, and tended to a crazy craft project (which is making a gazebo cover – more on that once it becomes somewhat successful ;), and worked a bit on my photography website. Then at around 6pm I got all guilty I guess, had some dark chocolate and took out the vacuum… Still, a pretty darn good day if you ask me.
Sunday was also amazing. The perfect spring/summer weather and my sister came over with her son – while our husbands went on an all day fishing trip. We went for a mad walk with the kiddos around our bike trails. Our trails are amazing, they really never end, but eventually we made it back home after I don’t even know how many hours. It was an exhausting but great walk. We finished off the day with a ton of gazebo work which included getting on and off chairs, ladders and the table. I felt tired at night but still pretty good.
Monday was the bad day. The minute I woke up, I knew it would be a bad day. I could hardly wake up and get off the bed. Morning chores were a drag and a playground visit was great but for my daughter. I kept thinking – just don’t fall – don’t fait or – scream! A couple of hours into our outdoor fun, I tell my daughter we need to go home now – she laughs and runs from me. She’s a stubborn little kid, I should point that out but this time I just didn’t have the patience to deal with this. Eventually I asked about 10 times so that the asking turned into ordering – we walked home with her squealing and me pulling her hand firmly.
At home, after lunch I fell asleep on the couch while she played. That’s not good. It’s not good parenting I know. I just felt so exhausted and tired – from what – sure there is still a bit of Myasthenia Gravis issues to deal with, maybe it was a flare up. Maybe I did too much yesterday with the long walk and the climbing on chairs and ladders. Maybe the tantrums that my daughter shows are leaving me in pure exhaustion. Maybe it was just a bad day.
I know I will have bad days.
I just have to keep reminding myself that they might appear here and there and try to wreck me up, it sure worked this time but I’ll get back on the wagon again tomorrow. Here’s hoping ;) Oh another rainy day with a chick flick would repair my whole body and mind ;)
Do you have bad days?
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