Last week was a bad one. In fact, if words like “suck” were in my vocabulary, I would use that. Since I consider myself a little bit more lady-like than that, I’ll leave it at this, it was rough.
Nothing tragic or life-altering happened. No illness, no job losses or sudden financial disasters. Just a series of bits of life and anxiety all piling up until I cracked and felt like I broke in half. So, in an effort to climb out of the hole I fell into, I turned my phone to silent, responded only to urgent emails or texts, did a lot of Barre3, watched too many episodes of The O.C. and deep cleaned my kitchen, bathrooms and bedroom. Oh, and I cried. A LOT. This week felt like a month.
Clothing and makeup weren’t at the top of my priorities so thank goodness for scheduled posts and the fact that I had worked a bit ahead! In fact as I type this, I sit, makeup free, wearing pajamas I did not sleep in but just put on after I took a shower. (It’s before noon.) Unless I have to go somewhere today this is probably what I will wear all day and probably sleep in too. How’s that for the life of a fashion blogger? (In my defense, they are cute pajamas.)
The point of this little story? I needed a break so I took one. While there have certainly been times in my life I was too far entrenched in my issues that it took others helping me see what was best for my well-being, at this point right now, I can usually figure out what I need. I hope that if you need a break you find a way to take one. Turn your phone off (or at least to silent, you can still check the screen occasionally!), take a bath, read a book (I started Me Before You), cry your eyes out, and then when it feels right, power back up and get back to life.
See you tomorrow. :)