Lol. Yes put like that.
Anyway that's all done now. I was desperate to get into the new workshop as soon as possible and yesterday I was able to start making cows in there. It was lovely to be working in a space that was all mI need.
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Lol. Yes put like that.
Anyway that's all done now. I was desperate to get into the new workshop as soon as possible and yesterday I was able to start making cows in there. It was lovely to be working in a space that was all mI need.
I'm glad, but honestly love you have to learn to pace and to be kind to yourself.
I do pace it's just my pace is a run. When there is so much that needs to be done I can't just sit around.
I just worry that whilst you are running at full steam you aren't taking much care of you....
I think i do. I shower, I have a walk every day, I wash my clothes, I take my meds I try to eat properly (most of the time).
When I was getting benefits it was easier to be able to stop and rest, now I don't get anything (and actually had to pay back 2k) I have to work harder to pay the bills.
Keeping clean, fed and medicated is only the very basics of taking care of you. You should be giving yourself time to relax, to rest, to be with loved ones, to socialise, even, maybe, to treat yourself. Self care is not just about doing what you need to keep your body going, it’s also about what you need to keep your mind and soul alive itms
No one can work 24 hours a day for 7 days a week. We aren't built that way...
I looked at my bank balance last night. Not conducive to taking it easy!
But maybe pacing better would mean you could work more evenly, rather than a boom and bust/manic and crash way you've been recently?
But I don't know how to pace. I really don't know what that means.
To me pacing is writing a list of what has to be done and working through it and when it's finished in can sit down for a bit.
When I was a kid we were never allowed to just sit around. We were expected to have something to do all the time. My mother never never stopped doing things. Even in the evening she would spin, weave, knit, make jewellery.
She had a saying that she drummed into me. "Don't kill time, work it to death "
I always feel guilty if I can see that there are jobs to be done but I have my feet up. As a child if I was sick my mother would make me feel guilty for being in bed by tidying up my bedroom around me whilst making grumbling noises about the mess.
Stopping and resting is something I can only do when exhaustion takes over.
Even now I am thinking I could do with running the vacuum cleaner over the floor before I go to bed.