So I know the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem, but what's the next step? And the step after that? I can't stand a dirty house. I will stay up cleaning, and I literally cannot relax until my list of a million things is done...and my house is clean. Then, I get really stressed out and I crash, and I'm mean. The only thing worse than being too hard on yourself is being too hard on others, (especially those you love) and to tell you the truth I'm guilty! I took this picture, because I wanted to embrace the fact that I didn't clean the living room before Isla took her nap. I sat down with a book, and tried to read but couldn't, and got up and cleaned and took the burners off the stove and scrubbed the oven too. WHAT is wrong with me???
Do we even know this many people?
I made caramels, marshmellow nut clusters, and batch of brownies. Tim made mint brownies by default because I burnt the crap out of my hand stirring his peanut butter fudge (which he made totally on his own except for me stirring while he sprayed the pan with butter.)
I'm sorry but next year everyone is getting only marshmellow nut clusters, or I'm just buying boxes of chocolates! Ha!
Anyway, my soul really has been heavy. I want to simplify, but I feel like I'm fighting my own self to find balance. I guess it's a process...and yes, I'm very much aware of it so that's something, right?