I actually wasn’t even going to post today.
I was going to leave this week sitting with one blog post and attempt to play catch up all weekend planning everything out and getting everything together.
Guess what y’all.
That doesn’t always happen.
I said in my instagram story today that this whole past week has been off. That’s the best way I can explain it, I started Monday off really strong and by Tuesday I felt like curling up into a ball and just being still. Last night I even had a small anxiety attack where I felt like I was crawling out of my skin. I can’t really explain where this overwhelming wave of stress came from this week – but boy it pulled me under. My brain has felt foggy, my memory slowed, my body exhausted, and emotionally just tapped out.
I had all of these intentions of putting together some fall stuff for the blog, going to the gym every day, having the house spotless, and cooking good dinners; and yet it didn’t happen. Instead I struggled so much with offering myself grace. Why are we are own worst critics? Why is it that when I have a friend tell me that they are struggling with something similar I harp about giving themselves grace and yet when I look in the mirror I offer everything but grace.
So I’m finishing up a few things and then walking away from the to-do list tonight.
I’m going to spend some much needed chill time with Eddie, fold some laundry, and just enjoy the cooler weather we have had today.
I’m going to turn on some worship music and just get lost in it.
I’m going to pray some prayers of gratitude and thankfulness.
I’m going to let this stress roll off my shoulders and instead let the joy inside radiate out.
